Supergirl & Batgirl: Injustice
I originally wrote this story for the Wizards contest but now Ive revised and expanded it for my story page.
Its inspired by Alex Ross and Jim Kruegers series Justice. In that comic the villains of the DC Universe have united to take down the heroes. After hacking the Justice Leagues computers they learn everyones secret identities and other secrets.
We see one panel of Supergirl and Batgirl being dragged off by villains but with no details.
Well until now
Supergirl & Batgirl: Injustice
Poison Ivy muttered to herself as she splashed through the sewer tunnels. Another day, another defeat. Muck splattered on her green tights and squished in her little green pixie boots. She slipped on something and fell on her face. Her fiery red hair was plastered in filth. Sewer muck covered her leafy green leotard and ran down between her breasts.
FUCK! She yelled. Fuckity fuck fuck!
She pulled herself to her feet and kept going cursing the whole time. This had to be the ultimate humiliation. This time she had a perfect plan, she replaced the ferns in the First Bank of Gotham with her own genetically engineered species. When they smashed through the walls of the vault with their enhanced roots, Poison Ivy was ready to loot all the glorious green inside.
But as usual a bat interfered.
And it wasnt even the right bat. Instead of the handsome and dashing Batman, Ivy was defeated by his red-headed step-child Batgirl. Ivy barely got away. It was so humiliating, being beaten, and beaten by one of the junior bats, it was almost as bad as being beaten by Ace the Bathound.
She turned a corner and climbed a slimy ladder finally emerging in her hideout in Gotham Citys old abandoned botanical gardens. She sighed and relaxed looking over the beauty of the exotic plant life. She dreamed of how someday the whole world would be this green. She wandered into the tropical plant exhibit and climbed under the cool waterfall. The grotto was painted concrete and the water piped in but it was close enough for the nature-loving villainess. She peeled off her disgusting costume and slowly pulled the green stockings off her long legs.
These last few weeks shed been off her game. Tormented by nightmares where the world was destroyed. Each time it was the same. Cities burning, seas boiling and the Justice League was there, helpless to save even one life. Weird. Usually Ivys nightmares involved amorous vines intruding between her legs. Actually she kind of liked those dreams. A finger drifted downward to her wild tuft of red curls. She sighed again.
There was an electric crackle and a flash of light.
WHAT!? Who dares! She turned, quickly covering her breasts with one hand and reaching for a blowgun with the other.
Oh Ivy, just an old friend from the Injustice Gang.
Lex Luthor! How dare you-
Pah. Ivy, I am the smartest man on Earth, if I wanted to see you naked there are much easier ways. I frankly dont care what you are or are not wearing.
Ivy snarled. Luthor peeping on her was bad enough insulting the vain woman was too much. Get out!
Oh but Ivy you havent even listened to my offer.
What another fucking Injustice Gang? Instead of Batgirl beating me I can really get my ass kicked by fucking Green Lantern? Yeah that was fun.
No Ivy, no. This is something new. Youve been having the dreams, the dreams of the end of the world. Theyre real you know. The world will be destroyed and the so-called heroes cant stop it. But we can. This time were not just a gang of random criminals, we are a Legion. A Legion of Doom. And this time were the good guys.
Chapter 1 Offers They Could Not Refuse
One week ago
Riddle me this, how do you find a computer powerful enough and quick enough to hack into Batmans digital information system? Answer; You find the richest man in town and use his!
The Riddler watched the screen with glee as the Wayne Corporations supercomputer broke through Batmans protective encryption with surprising ease. The intrusion programs his benefactors gave him began a full-scale assault on the Batcomputer. The Riddler watched the file names whiz by. A file on Batmans secret identity was the first to go. Then his training methods, access codes, equipment, communicator frequencies, safe houses; all downloaded. Finally his personal files; notes on all his cases, all his enemies and, best of all, his allies. The Batmans complete files on the Justice League, the Teen Titians, the Doom Patrol and dozens of others. All the secrets Batman had learned, all the observations he had made, all the identities he had uncovered. All of it.
The Riddler watched, he waited and when it was done it was almost an anticlimax. He just pulled the disk from the computer and held it up.
Supergirl gracefully flew a circuit around the city. Chicago was surprisingly quiet tonight, not even a graffiti tagger or junkie to be seen. It was a welcome relief. Ever since she moved to Chicago it villains were coming out of the woodwork. First there was that Neo-Nazi with the cosmic powers, then that telepath who tried to control her mind and finally, creepiest of all, that scientist who created a dozen six-inch tall clones of Supergirl. That one still made her shiver, it was like some perverted fanfic come to life.
After all that Kara was happy to have a nice quiet night as college student Linda Lee. She would catch up on her homework, watch some TV, maybe even call back that cute guy shed met last week. Shed certainly earned the rest.
But somehow she was still uneasy. All day shed been feeling paranoid, jumping at shadows and constantly tuning her super-senses for trouble. She landed gracefully on top of the Sears tower and leaned back on an antenna. She sighed deeply.
If anyone had been watching they would have seen her breasts shake under her loose blue top; it was obvious she wasnt wearing a bra. She was wearing her new costume, a loose blouse in the classic Superman blue but cut low to show off her cleavage. The S shield was smaller on this costume and located over her right breast. Her belt was the traditional yellow but instead of a skirt she had short red hotpants cut high so that the bottom of her pert butt peeked out. The traditional red boots were gone too, replaced with cute little ballet slippers that made her long legs look even sexier.
Lois Lane wrote that the costume made her look like a 70s hooker, but Lois Lane always was a catty little bitch. Supergirl designed the costume herself to replace her first one that looked just like a feminine Superman costume. She was tired of being Supermans peppy, happy, superfluous little cousin. She was an adult now, her own person and wanted people to recognize that. If she had to dress like a 70s hooker to break her old image then so be it. She was even considering taking a new name, maybe Power Woman or something
She stretched her long legs and crossed them. Supergirl wasnt that busty but she was thin and curvy. She had the sort of body that most women could only get by starving themselves. One could hardly believe that she was the second most powerful person on Earth. Next to her beefy cousin Superman she looked like a waif but appearances were deceptive. Although she lacked his muscular body she shared his almost limitless superpowers.
She ran her delicate fingers through her long blond hair and pursed her pouty lips. She reassured herself Chicago was quiet. She shook her head trying to shake this uneasy feeling and rose quietly into the air. Supergirl was going home.
<<EEE! EEE! EEE! SUPERGIRL! EMERGENCY! EEE! EEE! EEE!>>
She winced in pain from the high-frequency signal. It was pitched at just the right frequency to irritate her super-hearing. Only two people used that frequency, one was Supermans Pal (and perennial pest) Jimmy Olsen. The other was Supermans friend and rival Batman. She hovered over the Sears Tower for a minute, maybe it was a mistake, Batman had never summoned her, he only worked with Superman, not with Supermans bimbo sidekick. He never called her that to her face of course but its hard to talk behind someones back when she can hear you half a world away.
<<EEE! EEE! EEE! SUPERGIRL! EMERGENCY! EEE! EEE! EEE!>>
Supergirl winced and sighed. So much for having a life. She turned east and headed for Gotham.
Supergirl spotted her from 100 miles away. That was weird.
It wasnt Batman at all who summoned her.
It was Batgirl.
Batmans female protégé was waiting on a rooftop clutching a small signal device with intertwined Bat and S symbols.
The redhead was pacing back and forth in her grey bodysuit with its yellow bat across her firm round breasts. Her yellow utility belt hung low on her hips and her short blue cape billowed in the wind. Her cowl covered her head but still allowed her long red hair to flow out. Her hands were covered with yellow gloves and her feet with yellow calf-high high-heeled boots. The effect of the costume was as devastatingly sexy as Batmans was intimidating.
The tight costume enhanced rather than concealed her firm muscles. While Supergirl was built like a waif, Batgirl was built like a dancer. She had no superhuman powers to protect her from danger, like all the Bat-family she knew her continued survival depended on endless hours of practice and dedication. Batgirl was probably faster and more agile than an Olympic gymnast. Getting shot at on a weekly basis sharpens the mind and body wonderfully.
The only thing out of place on her toned body were her large round breasts that perfectly filled out the yellow bat. While most gymnasts were small-breasted, Batgirls 36 globes stood out proudly. Supergirl wondered if they were real but a quick check with the old x-ray vision showed they were. She felt a bit jealous.
She landed gracefully on the rooftop just as Batgirl hit the signal device again.
<<EEE! EEE! EEE!-
OK Already! Im here!
Supergirl! Thanks for coming, I was wondering if this thing was even working, I couldnt hear a thing from it.
Well it is, and could you please turn it off now, its really annoying.
Its, um, its Batman, I think something happened to him.
Batman? Supergirl rolled her eyes, she couldnt believe shed flown all the way to Gotham because some junior heroine missed her mentor. Hes probably just out of town, or on some space mission with the League.
Ive not heard anything from him in days, then I tried the Justice League and there was nothing.
They dont know?
No, I mean nothing, nothing. No replies, no responses, not even a signal from the satellite. Oh Supergirl, Im really worried.
Why not go by the Batcave and check on him? Im sure he left some note or something.
The red-headed heroine blushed and looked down. Well you see, the thing is
You dont know where it is.
Geeze, Kal, I mean Superman, told me his secret identity right off the bat, and I have my own room at the Fortress of Solitude and everything.
Well, Batmans a little different from Superman. Hes a bit more
Suspicious? Guarded? Insanely paranoid and controlling and domineering?
Batgirl chuckled. Something like that.
I can sympathize, do you know Superman once erased the memory of a whole town because they saw something they werent supposed to?
Yeah. Let me tell you, those two arent as different as the look.
Well Im still worried. Supergirl, can you please check on your cousin and the rest of the League, Im serious, I think somethings going on.
Yeah, yeah, yeah Supergirls eyes turned a more pale shade of blue as her telescopic vision crossed the miles to Clark Kents Metropolis apartment. The modest 1 bedroom was as neat and tidy as ever, but empty. She looked up at the Justice League Satellite, and found nothing. There was nothing where it should have been. Supergirl shuddered and suddenly felt very cold.
Well, um, I dont see Kal, or the satellite, but that doesnt mean anything really. They could have cloaked the satellite and Kal could be on a mission or something.
Or they could be in trouble.
Yeah, I guess they could be in trouble.
So now what?
Supergirl thought about it for a minute. Batman was one of the smartest men on Earth and one of the most experienced heroes. And of course Superman was Superman. Kara wasnt a kid anymore and wasnt going to panic just because they missed a few phone calls. She could just imagine the contempt on cousin Kals face if she panicked. Oh Kara, youre so silly, but it was nice of you to worry he would say. And Batman, he wouldnt be so diplomatic, hed just snarl and say when I need your help Ill ask for it, and I dont think Ill ever need it. Supergirl decided she didnt want to risk the embarrassment of assuming the worlds finest team needed her help.
Well Batgirl, Im going home, but if we dont hear back from the big 2 by tomorrow night well meet back here. Deal?
Batgirl seemed reluctant but realized it was the best offer she was going to get tonight. Deal.
From Batmans personal files Barbara Gordon grew up admiring cops. First her father, then the handsome detectives he brought home for dinner. In her junior high school diary she writes about touching herself while thinking of Detective Bennett. But soon her desires were steered in a different direction. I saved her from Mr. Freeze when she was fifteen. After she saw me, Batman was all she cared about. Unlike most fans she had the means and the intelligence to do something to be with her idol. She trained for years, showing the same devotion that aspiring ballerinas and gymnasts do, mastering several marshal arts and forensics sciences before finishing high school. She sewed her own Bat-Girl costume and took to the streets, forcing me to acknowledge her. I tried to dissuade her, especially after breaking into her room and reading her diaries, but she would not give up. Finally I took her in and trained her, an ally is an ally after all and dont think Jim would ever forgive me if something happened to her. Over time she had realized we will never be lovers and has matured into a dependable crime-fighter but I fear her recent liaisons with Dick are a new manifestation of her old obsession.
Batgirl moped around on the rooftop for a while longer. She realized it was silly. Batman had been in a thousand scrapes before and had always gotten out, and the idea of something that could take down both Superman and Batman AND the whole Justice League, that was ludicrous. It was probably just some communications glitch, maybe they updated their system and no one told her? But still doubts nagged at her. What if something was wrong? What should she do? What could she do?
Tired of musing Barbara Gordon threw a Batarang and swung off the building. She decided Supergirl was right, shed head home and see what tomorrow brings. Besides, something was starting to stink on this rooftop.
She swung and threw the next line, then the next and then
Her heart could not stop pounding, her arms and legs were made of jello, her breath came in gasps, WHAT AM I DOING UP HERE!
She swung forward and panicked! She let go of the line and went flying into space shooting towards the billboard ahead. She screamed and slammed into it. She bounced off and hit the rooftop moaning in pain.
Trembling she climbed to her feet and stumbled to the edge of the building, she looked down and yelled Eep! She sank to her knees and rested her head against the cool brick wall. W-what am I doing, I could get killed, am I nuts?
In the back of her mind she remembered her training, she remembered doing this hundreds of times and never having a problem but the cold voice of reason was no match for the panic shooting through the rest of her brain.
From Batmans personal files Supergirl is a mystery. The most powerful woman on Earth popped out of a space capsule dressed in a Superman costume and announced that she was (yet another) last survivor of Krypton and Supermans cousin as well. Her story is laughable. She claimed her home of Argo City somehow survived the destruction of their planet and drifted through space for years. Yet Superman never got a single distress call, never noticed it with his super vision, never picked it up on his super telescope. Seems unlikely. Eventually Argo was also destroyed and she was the sole survivor. Given the number of times Superman has been fooled by aliens you would think he would have been more diligent. I lost count of how many times people claiming to be his long lost parents, babysitter or brother have shown up. But the farm boy accepted her into his heart and took her on first as his secret weapon and then as his partner. So far she seems to be exactly who she claims to be. But in recent years she had been chaffing in her role, acting out of character. Perhaps we are about to learn the real truth. Ive started carrying Kryptonite again, just in case.
Supergirl growled at herself the whole trip back. Had she made the right call? Had she?
Kara Zor-El had been Supergirl for almost 5 years now. She grew up in Argo City, a Kryptonian colony that survived the destruction of their world. But eventually radiation from the doomed world claimed Argo as well. Like her cousin Kal-El she was rocketed away in an experimental craft to the distant world known as Earth. Like him she was the last survivor, unlike him she was old enough to understand what was happening as she watched the death of her home.
She was just 15.
The rocket landed in a field outside Metropolis where she was met by her cousin Kal-El, better known as Superman. She spent two years in training, living in an orphanage and going out at night to do good deeds under Supermans tutelage. Those were lonely miserable years for a young teen who had just seen her entire world die. Eventually Superman deemed her worthy and revealed her existence to the rest of the world. Supergirl was honored with parades and celebrations, Earth now had two super-powered protectors! But in the last year or two she began to chaff in her role. Shed been Supermans sidekick for five years now, doing what he wanted, the way he wanted it, but what did Kara Zor-El really want? What was best for her? So shed made her new costume and moved to a new city and done her best to move out of her cousins massive shadow.
And now he might be missing.
Supergirl was used to Superman disappearing on space missions or traveling through time or to other dimensions. But he always told her. Always. In fact he usually lectured her about protecting Earth while he was gone.
A few times he really was in trouble, but hed always managed to get out of trouble himself.
But what if this was really serious? She decided to swing by Clark Kents apartment first thing tomorrow and see if there were any clues.
She landed in the alleyway outside her modest apartment and changed back into Linda Lee. She covered her red hotpants with a drab brown skirt, her blue blouse with a white button-down and rolled her cape and ballet slippers into a tight bundle that fit neatly in Lindas purse. Last of all came the brown wig over her straight blond hair. Thus the maid of might became plain old Linda Lee. That was another one of Clarks choices for her, she had to imitate him and be a boring unattractive human to preserve her secret identity. Lately she was wondering if she really needed a secret identity.
She heard voices inside her apartment, weird, her roommates Becky and Jan were students too, they were usually asleep by now. Linda opened the door.
And there she is! Jan said. Linda we were just talking about you!
Becky and Jan were sitting around the coffee table with a man. Becky was a 20 year-old brown-haired nursing student from Iowa and Jan was an African American dance student from Harlem. Linda had been rooming with them for a few months. Both were wearing boxer shorts and camisoles and seemed relaxed. The man was a stranger, he was tall and broad shouldered, with a wispy mustache and bright green eyes. For a second there he looked vaguely familiar but Linda couldnt place him.
We were just telling your cousin John all about you.
Yeah, why didnt you tell us he was coming, geeze Linda we almost called the cops when he showed up.
Yes Linda, werent you expecting me?
Lindas eyes turned a pale blue again as she surveyed the visitor with her x-ray vision. She gasped, under his realistic plastic skin was a metal body! What was he? Some sort of robot? What would a robot be doing in Linda Lees apartment? Did Kal send him? As far as she could tell he was strong but no match for Supergirl and he didnt seem threatening so she decided to play along. He wasnt a threat and besides, she couldnt exactly turn into Supergirl and fight him in front of her roommates.
Of-of course. Cousin John, I thought you were coming tomorrow? She improvised quickly. Shed been doing this secret identity thing long enough, the lies came naturally now.
Change of plans Linda, I guess you didnt get my email. I can still stay on your floor right?
Linda frowned, where was this going?
Um, sure, right. Come on, Ill show you my room.
Great, we can catch up, we have a lot to talk about.
As the walked down the hall Linda could hear her roommates giggling.
Hes such a hunk!
He can stay in my bed if he wants.
Cousin John closed the door behind him and smiled. Alone at last.
Right, why dont you tell me who you really are Linda Lee felt her knees get weak and collapsed to the floor clutching her stomach in pain. She moaned softly.
Cousin John picked her up gently and put her on her bed. She tried to look into his eyes but it hurt too much, they were shining with green light now, powerful, painful green light.
Kryptonite She muttered.
Cousin John smiled wider and unbuttoned his shirt. His bare chest was hairless under it. Seams appeared in the chest and two panels swung open. Supergirl jerked with pain and started to cry out but his hand was too fast. It covered her mouth and stifled her cry. Hush little Supergirl, hush now. Remember your secret identity. Remember your innocent little roommates there in the kitchen. Do you know who I am now?
Supergirl nodded. METALLO! Metallo was potentially one of Supermans deadliest foes. He was a cyborg, a human brain in a metal body, a body powered by Kryptonite, the one thing that could kill Superman. Or Supergirl.
These thoughts raced through her brain but were quickly replaced by another one
Supergirl writhed on her bed as she was exposed to the full force of Metallos Kryptonite. It was like hot needles were being driven into every pore of her body, like her blood was replaced with hot lava, like someone was ramming broken glass through her bowels, ALL AT ONCE! She began to twitch, to sweat, to tremble. Her muscles seized up, she could not move! Her vision became a green haze, she could feel it, she was going to die!
And then the pain receded to a dull roar, to a sluggish, helpless feeling with an iron spike being driven into her skull. She looked up, Metallo had closed his chest but those burning green eyes still shined down.
I think you got the point Linda. Youre helpless and I can kill you if I want. Nod if you understand.
Barbara was huddled in a fetal position on the roof when she heard the footsteps. Her imagination conjured up visions of what was coming for her. She imagined a gang of rapists with switchblades and chains. She imagined the cannibal Killer Croc licking his lips. She imagined her forth grade teacher with a ruler. She imagined the Joker carrying a very large gun. She whimpered and cried because she was too afraid to scream.
But she did scream when the hand landed on her trembling shoulder. Another hand landed on her other shoulder and pulled her to her feet, he turned her around to face him. Barbara was afraid to open her eyes but more afraid to leave them shut. She opened them.
It was Batman!
The fear vanished like a bad dream, it was Batman, it was going to be all right! He put his arms around her and hugged her. She hugged him back, squeezing tight. He kissed her check gently, she sighed, it was all going to be OK. Oh Batman, I was so scared I dont know what came over me
Hush now Barbara, its OK now, Im here, Im here. Then he kissed her again, on the lips, with the tongue. And Barbara returned it. After the fear, after the panic her heart was already racing, her nerves already on edge, she felt him fumbling for the zipper on her back, she pressed her body into his, almost knocking the larger man down. He found the zipper and it slid down her bare back, her costume had a built in bra, she wore nothing underneath except for a black tong. He pushed her against the billboard, the hot lights illuminated both of them but Barbara didnt care. He pulled the grey spandex lower and kissed her full breasts. Her utility belt hit the ground, then her gloves, then the grey body glove. His strong hand reached between her legs and tore off the black thong, he shoved her to the ground and thrust, hard!
Batgirl squealed in joy and relief. All the terror was gone, she was in Batmans arms and safe and he loved her. He mauled her breasts and pounded her hard. Uh! Not so hard Batman please She never expected him to be so brutal, but then again it was exciting to be completely dominated by the man she loved.
She let out a wild yell and surrendered herself to Batman.
Metallo reached up and pulled off the brown wig. Golden locks spilled out from under it. He ran his unfeeling metal fingers through the long golden hair. Hed never noticed before but she really did have the face of an angel. Hed only seen it in the heat of battle. She was beautiful, the sort of girl who would never have given him a second look even before he became Metallo. The kind of girl he hated.
Her baby blue eyes fluttered.
Thinking of something Linda? He punched her right in her cute little button nose. Kryptonian blood spurted out. He ran his finger through the drops of blood and held them up to his mouth, the piece of plastic that filled in for his tongue extended and licked it. He tasted nothing of course but enjoyed the show he was putting on. Well dont.
He reached lower and started unbuttoning her white shirt. It was thick cotton shirt, thick enough to hide the bright costume underneath. His clumsy fingers had trouble so he just started tearing off the buttons, one-by-one.
Please no The girl whimpered. But Metallo pulled the shirt open exposing the colorful costume underneath. He ran his fingers along her chest, up over one modest breast then over the other, then down her ribs. She was skinny girl, with no fat or much muscle, he could feel each rib through the thin fabric as he went down to her flat stomach.
Please She whined again.
He raised his arm. And punched her in the gut.
The bed shook. The girl gasped and almost screamed but he covered her mouth again. There was knock on the door.
Hey guys its Pam, you OK in there?
Tell her were fine, just getting out the sleeping bag. Metallo hissed.
Supergirl said nothing.
Tell her, or Ill have to kill her, her and the blond. He twisted her hair in his hand, Supergirl winced from the pain. And I promise you, it will hurt.
Uh, we-were fine Pam, just dropped something getting out the sleeping bag. Just go to bed.
OK Linda, goodnight.
Goodnight Pam! See you in the morning! Metallo added. They both heard the footsteps walk away.
Now where were we?
Barbara panted under Batman as he thrust into her again and again and again. He was strong and powerful and could just go and go and go forever. She reached up for his cowl.
Oh Batman, I have to see your face, I have to see it, please let me see She pulled at the mask, it was wet.
Wet and slimy. She pulled at it and a piece came off, it disintegrated in her hand like mud. Or clay.
The fear came back.
N-no NO! She shrieked at Batmans body dissolved into a mass of muck on top of her. Clayface! One hand shot forward into her mouth forming itself into a perfect gag. Between her legs she could feel the hot and hard member become cold and soft. It grew, spreading her body like a cancer, intruding into her womb and her stomach, Barbara convulsed from the pain.
Huhh It growled. Its voice was like the wind through a deep well. Hello Barbara? Remember me? Remember the time you froze me with liquid nitrogen? Remember the time you knocked over a water tower and washed me into the sewer? Remember? Because I sure do! And tonight Im getting my pound of flesh from you.
A new voice called out. Funny how similar the bodys responses to fear and passion are. Theyre almost two sides of the same coin. Barbara turned her head, it was thin man dressed in brown rags with a sack over his head and straw hat. The Scarecrow.
And he had a syringe in his hand.
Weve both been waiting for this a long time Bat-Babe. Its one thing to get beaten up by the Big Bad Bat, but getting beaten by some wee-little slip of a girl like you? That just makes me mad. Ill need her buttocks Clayface.
The slimy monster grunted and reshaped himself a bit, now Barbaras firm round butt was sticking in the air, held up by Clayfaces monstrous member.
Scarecrow dabbed one butt cheek with a cotton ball. Finding you was easy once we had your communicator frequencies. Thanks for using it so many times tonight. And after that it was just a matter of tossing a gas bomb or two in your path. But this concoction requires a direct application. He jammed the needle into her butt.
Soon Barbara, you and Bruce and Dick, and all your little super friends work for us.
Who? She said in a daze.
Clayface laughed, it was sound like bubbling mud. She doesnt know! Bat-Bimbo doesnt know!
The Scarecrow gave a laugh like dry leaves cracking. He leaned in close and whispered. Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson are Batman and Robin, but dont tell anyone, its a secret.
Their laughter was the last sound she heard before she passed out.
Ah yes I remember. Metallo reached down and pulled off Lindas brown skirt, Supergirls tight red hotpants greeted him under there. Nice. He ran his cold hands along the inside of her thighs.
no! oh rao no! please dont no She whimpered weakly. Metallo saw the tips of her fingers and edges of her eyes were turning green as Kryptonite poisoning set in. He dimmed his Kryptonite vision a bit, he wasnt supposed to do any permanent damage. He checked the time, his partner was due soon.
Dont worry Superslut, I aint gonna take your virtue, I dont really have the equipment for that anymore. Besides, someone else called dibs on that. Supergirls face became a mask of fear. She could only imagine what that meant! Metallo looked her up and down again. Course were not really done are we? Wheres your cape? Wheres you pretty little ballet slippers? Gotta have you looking your best.
guh, go to hell- Metallo grabbed her throat and squeezed. Feel that Superslut? I can kill you, youre so weak now I can crush you with my mitts, theres two Kryptonians left and I can kill one of them right now, that what you want?
She shook her head frantically. Metallo threw her onto the floor. Well? Weak and in pain Supergirl gestured towards her purse. Metallo grabbed it and pulled out her proud red cape and cute little ballet slippers.
OOF! She grunted. Metallo had kicked her in the ribs.
Put em on. He dropped them on top of her.
With trembling fingers Supergirl managed to pull on the red slippers, cape and choker. When she was done she was panting from the effort, her ears were roaring and her vision was turning dark again. Metallo reached for her and pulled her red hot pants down a bit until he could see her tuft of blond pubic hair and pulled her loose blouse up until he could see her pink nipples. Her breasts werent that large but were well-formed and rose and fell quickly as Supergirl tried to fight the Kryptonite. He ran his hands along them feeling the layer of perspiration.
No undies huh Superslut? Bet cousin Clark isnt too happy.
Oh the same way I know about you Linda. I know all about you, and all your super friends, we got plans for you all, big plans.
All in good time. Like I said, Im not equipped to treat you like a man should treat a woman, but thats OK. Since the accident Im just not interested in that. No when I see a pretty little thing like you I just want one thing
He put one hand over her mouth and then punched her in the stomach again. I want to see you hurt. He saw bruises forming. Yeah, youre pretty weak now.
He reached inside his pocket and took out a small syringe. He jammed it into her hip, the titanium alloy easily penetrated her weakened skin. He injected the solution and then he crushed the container. Supergirl moaned, she was almost unconscious.
She heard something by the window and saw Metallo walk to it. With his Kryptonite vision no longer shining on her Supergirl felt a bit better. Her vision cleared, she caught her breath, if he would just stay away for another minute she could escape. She heard the window slide open and someone come in. But they were on the tenth floor!
Hey Parasite, found us OK?
Yeah I still got a bit of x-ray vision from Kent.
NO! Supergirl recognized the inhuman voice and realized what he was saying. She crawled towards the door as fast as she could. help me she cried weakly. The two villains laughed.
So thats her huh? Nice ass. Hope you left her with enough juice for me. Supergirl was at the door then scratching at it and weakly crying for help. Dont worry big guy, I know just how much K-radiation these Supers can take, you might say I know it by heart. Metallo thumped his metal chest in emphasis.
The Parasite reached down with one deformed purple hand and seized her hair. He painfully pulled the girl of steel upright. Supergirl tried to struggle but the monstrous purple creature yanked harder and wrenched her head up, her lips met his deformed lipless mouth in a crude parody of a kiss.
Sweet! She squeezed her butt cheeks where her short hotpants ended and pushed her slim body against his hulking form. The parasite seemed to glow with power from even this brief contact.
Linda? Whats going on? Linda? Are you OK?
PLEASE! Call the JLA! Get help She managed to get out with the last of her strength.
Hang on! Were coming in!
Jans strong legs kicked the bedroom door open and she ran in with Becky. And froze.
Linda? Why are you dressed like Supergirl- Was all Jan was able to say before Metallos steel fist knocked her out. Becky screamed and tried to run but Metallo easily grabbed her hair and raised her off her feet. He fondled a breast. Youre a pretty one. Becky screamed again. Linda struggled helplessly in the Parasites grasp, but each exercitation just made her weaker and him stronger.
Becky looked up at her roommate and the truth became clear. Linda? Youre Supergirl?
help me please She rasped weakly. Metallo smiled, Thats not how it works Linda, youre the heroine, youre supposed to save her. So do it. Save her.
He tossed Becky on the floor and stomped on her back. She yelped in pain. Then he casually reached down and picked up Beckys ankle. He twisted it 180° and she screamed. Say it Becky, I know you want to. Say it.
Suh-Supergirl, save me!
Metallo snapped her knee next and was rewarded with another scream. He let Becky crawl another foot towards Supergirl, she reached up and grabbed Supergirls ballet slipper and clutched it. Puh-please
Metallo straddled Becky, and landed a steel first on the small of her back snapping her spine below the waist. Becky grabbed Supergirls ankle with both hands babbling savemesavemesaveme. He grabbed her head and yanked her loose, he swung her around slamming her into the wall. They all heard her neck snap. And that was the end of Becky.
Supergirls mouth opened and closed, she was too weak to talk but Metallo could see the words Im sorry forming on her lips.
Not so good Supergirl. Well maybe you can save the other one. He reached for Jan.
Tears fell down Supergirls cheeks.
Soon, on a rooftop in Gotham
Hey Luthor, we got Batgirl. Clayface tossed the grey-clad girl at the master villains feet. No trouble with her. We stuck to the plan, nothing fancy like we tried with Arrow and Canary.
Excellent. He casually lifted the senseless girl by one arm and examined her, her costume had streaks of clay across it and so did the skin underneath. Dark marks were forming on her neck, hickies. Her eyes fluttered for a second then closed.
You stuck to the plan huh?
Well, uh, mostly.
No matter, it will all work out in the end.
Yeah boss, thanks.
Other villains arrived with Commissioner Gordon, Steve Trevor, Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen. Luthor mentally checked them off his list.
Incredible, the alien really was Clark Kent all along. And these ace reporters never even figured it out.
Well boss youre a genius and you didnt figure it out either.
Luthor flashed a look of pure rage at Clayface, the inhuman monster flinched and looked away. But then Luthor smiled. No I suppose not. But it hardly matters anymore. In a little while Supermans name will be forgotten.
The Parasite landed next, with Supergirls limp body over his shoulder. He tossed her down next to Batgirl.
Got her boss. Me and Metallo took her down no problem.
Luthor walked around the slim blonde who had given him so much trouble in the past. He leered at her breasts peaking up from her low-cut blouse, he kicked her over to look at her butt cheeks peaking from the hotpants. He smiled. She was his at last. He would never admit, it but it had always galled him to lose to Supergirl. Superman at least was a champion, a genius, almost as smart as Luthor with decades of experience. Being beaten by Supermans bubble-headed blonde cousin from the sticks was infuriating. Not quite as bad as being beaten by Supermans dog, but still infuriating. And her skimpy costume, teasing him with her long legs and cleavage, the ultimate unobtainable woman. Now powerless and at his feet. He had special plans for her. He licked his lips.
Brainiac, were ready for teleport now.
There was a purple glow and they were gone.
Chapter 2 The Heroine Hilton
Batgirl awoke in a windowless concrete cell lying on the floor. The door was steel and there was only a drain in the corner to serve as a toilet. No bed or other furniture. If there were any lights they were off, she could only see thanks to the crack at the bottom of the door and her trained dark vision. She had no idea if there were any cameras watching her.
Batgirl was still in her grey and yellow costume, gloves, boots and cape but her utility belt was gone. Her hands were cuffed behind her back in a painful arrangement where her left wrist was lashed to her right elbow and her right wrist to her left elbow. Her shoulders already hurting from the bondage and her fingers were numb. She wiggled them to get back some feeling. At least her feet were still free. She got on her back and bent her leg, with some effort she could just about reach one of her heels with her hand. But that was about it.
Nice to be under estimated She muttered and crawled to her feet.
That was a mistake.
Her guts ached from the effort of standing. She wondered if Clayfaces violation had done any internal damage. She leaned against the wall and caught her breath.
Trained as a librarian Barbara Gordons first thought was to organize the information she had.
OK then, what do I know:
Batman and the Justice League have not replied to their communicators.
Clayface and Scarecrow said they know the Leagues secrets
They dropped the names of Batman and Robin to show me this.
They dont care that I know this.
Clayface and Scarecrow are not working alone, theyre probably working with the Leagues foes.
Im not the main target here.
The JLA are probably in big trouble.
So am I
She sank down to her knees in obvious despair.
Supergirl awoke in a palatial bedroom. The room itself was windowless and concrete but it had been decorated with a poster bed, a wardrobe and a vanity. A set of makeup was laid out on top of the vanity. She could see a small toilet, sink and shower behind a screen. The only door was a heavy steel one opposite the bed.
But that was all she could see. Supergirl realized with a start that she had no x-ray vision or super-hearing. After being poisoned by Kryptonite and molested by the Parasite her strength and endurance werent much better than that of an ordinary woman. She threw back the covers and walked around, tapping the walls. The tried punching the door but only hurt her hand.
She was still in her costume which surprised her a bit. And worried her. After the Parasite and Metallos abuse she half expected never to wake up. But the fact theyd taken her alive meant they had plans for her. Judging from the furnishings of the room these plans were not going to be pleasant. At least not for her. She walked over to the wardrobe and opened it. It was exactly what she expected. Dozens of outfits. All of them revealing. There were variations on her costumes, a schoolgirl uniform (from her old school in Midvale!) even some Kryptonian dresses. Worst of all was the blue and red teddy with the S shield on the crotch. Now it was impossible not to see what the villains planned for Supergirl.
Supergirl had never been afraid before. By some measures she was the second most powerful person on Earth, and could always count on a rescue from her overprotective cousin, the most powerful person on Earth. Even facing the worst dangers like Mongols Warworld or Darkseid she never felt like there was any real threat.
But now Superman was missing and she was a powerless prisoner.
Even in the most desperate battles no one had ever been seriously hurt, somehow they had always managed to win without any sacrifice. But there was nothing she could do for Jan and Becky or any other innocents the villains had killed in their attacks.
She sank down on the bed and curled up in her indestructible cape.
Riddle me this; whats grey and yellow and lying at my feet?
After so long in the dark the lights were almost blinding to Batgirl, but there was no mistaking the voice.
Riddler. Youre not the one behind this. It was a statement not a question.
Funny you should ask Batgirl, because I am. He posed triumphantly with his cane and adjusted his green bowler hat rakishly. I was the one who got into Batmans computer, I was the one who copied his secrets, I was the one who found out that the heroic Batgirl He grabbed her cape, pulled her upright and yanked off her cowl was just little old Barbara Gordon trying to impress her daddy.
This isnt about me. Again it was a statement not a question.
No, no, no, this is much bigger than some fetish-bimbo trying to land her dream man, youre just a little bonus. He pushed his lips against her clenched mouth and tried to thrust in his tongue. Luckily for him failed, otherwise she would have bitten it off.
Oh youre going to have to be much more cooperative than that Barbara.
Yes, well get to that, but for now you should know just how far this goes. He thumbed a button on his cane and a hologram of Commissioner Gordon, Lois Lane and other friends of the Justice League appeared. Their health and welfare depends on your cooperation Barbara. Youre a smart girl, you know sometimes you have to give a little to get what you want. And you do want your father to live dont you? So lets start with a kiss.
The Riddler watched Batgirls breasts rise and fall a few times and the hesitation and fear war on her face but she soon squeezed her eyes closed and puckered up for him. He kissed her deeply and she had no choice but to respond, their tongues intertwined and the Riddlers sweaty palms clutched Batgirls firm ass and squeezed.
He broke the kiss but was surprised when Batgirl became aggressive, pushing him against the concrete wall and passionately kissing him. He caressed her ass again and felt her hands running through his hair.
Her hands? But werent her hands cuffed?
AH! He felt a sharp pain in his side. He tried to yell but only a gurgle came out. Her strong legs wrapped around one of his skinny ones and twisted, there was a pop and a snap as the leg broke. The Riddler fell to the ground writhing.
Oh and in case youre wondering She held up a bloody Batarang and set of lock-picks. Batarang in the left boot, lock picks in the right boot, what do you think I wear those high heels for anyway?
The Riddler started to panic. your fuh father dead
Batgirl kicked him in his good leg.
Fact This is a lot bigger than you or me. Conclusion Your bosses arent going to lose their leverage over Batman to punish me. Fact Luthor didnt approve of Clayfaces initiative. Conclusion He doesnt approve of yours either. I bet you turned off any cameras in here before you came in, didnt tell anyone what you were planning either. Which means you and me are alone here.
She grabbed his arm and casually broke a finger. The Riddler screamed like a little girl. Now wheres Batman?
The Riddler gasped a few times and regained some composure. Oh Barbara, still chasing after your dream man, Robins no substitute you kn-AHH!
CRACK! Another finger broke.
Save the psychology Edward, youll need it to talk your way past your bosses when Im done with you. Now wheres Batman?
You mean Bruce? Bruce works for us now, hes killing Superman as we speak.
N no! She dropped his hand and took a step back. Youre lying! She started kicking him.
he always was the (cough) smartest, knows a winning team
He passed out but Batgirl kept kicking him for another minute. Then she got control again. He was lying Barbara, get a hold of yourself. Just another stupid mind game. Well whos the smart one now?
She picked up his question mark-shaped cane and examined it. She figured it housed the remote control for the cell door. Shouldnt take too long to figure out.
There was a crackling sound and Supergirl looked up. Lex Luthor had just teleported in. Hello Linda. She sat up and tried to hide her red and puffy eyes. Luthor was wearing some sort of high-tech costume; a purple suit with two green straps crossing his chest and a high green collar.
Its so nice to see you again. I hope youre enjoying my hospitality.
Gone. Do you think we would bother with you if he was still alive? The Parasite, Solomon Grundy, Metallo and Bizzaro beat him to death in an alleyway two nights ago. He died screamed for someone, anyone to help him. It was pathetic. I always knew that without your god-like powers you were just frightened children.
Am I? They why didnt he save you? Think about it, I know cousin Clarks identity, I know yours, youve seen the villains I have serving me, why would I bother with you until after Superman was dead?
Supergirl lowered her head and sobbed, in her heart she feared it was true. Kal would never have let this happen if he was able to help, but that didnt mean he was dead... Did it?
So lets talk about you and your role in the new order.
Ill never serve you She hissed.
Never say never Linda, I think in a day or two youll be all too happy to serve me however I want.
NEVER! She howled and launched herself off the bed. Supergirl was weak from the Kryptonite and the Parasites draining but she was still stronger and faster than any ordinary woman.
But Luthor had been fighting Kryptonians since he was a teenager. He backhanded the girl with his power glove and sent her flying across the room into the hard concrete wall. Before Supergirl could recover he grabbed her hair and dragged her to the middle of the floor. A red beam shot out of one of his devices, hitting her left wrist, she felt it get pinned to the floor. Another beam hit her right wrist, then her left ankle then her right one. She was spread-eagled and immobilized on the floor. Even with her strength she couldnt raise her arms. It was like they were held with steel chains.
Let me go! When Superman she started to say reflexively. Ah! Luthor kicked her in the head.
For a Kryptonian who can hear gnats farting in China you dont listen well. Hes dead. Want to see the video? Luthor clicked another button on his wrist and hologram appeared. It was even worse than Supergirl had imagined. There was Superman, still wearing the tattered remains of Clark Kents suit and shattered glasses. There was Bizarro and Solomon Grundy savagely beating him. There was the Parasite sucking away his power. There was Metallo poisoning him with his radioactive vision. Supergirl squeezed her eyes shut. T-turn it off Luthor, turn it off. I believe you. I believe you. Hes, hes dead She sobbed.
Yes he is, now youre Earths greatest hero. And Im going to fuck you.
Supergirl bit her lip to keep quiet and squeezed her eyes shut. I wont give him the satisfaction she swore.
Luthor knelt down next to her and undid her yellow belt. He pulled her blue blouse loose from her waistband and drew the silky blue fabric up.
Nice. I usually like my women with a bit more meat on their bones like your buddy Wonder Girl but theres something to be said for a skinny 70s girl like you.
He felt her modest round breasts and tweaked her pink nipples. No bra? So the Parasite wasnt lying after all. He peeled down the red hotpants. No panties either, you really are a party girl. He ran his gloved hand through her downy blond bush and lightly rubbed the closed lips of her labia. For Supergirl the humiliation was too much.
Please! Luthor, not like this, please, free me and we can do this right, over there on the bed, Ill do anything you want me to, please. The shameful words had burst from her mouth before she could think. The thought of sex with Lex Luthor was horrifying enough but being forced to lie there, powerless while he raped her was even worse. The master villain seemed to consider her offer.
Hmm, intriguing. But can I trust you?
Luthor, I give you my word, you know Ill keep it! He rubbed her pussy again, it was still dry and closed. I have no desire to rape an unready woman so Ill make you another offer. He gently rubbed her breasts with his other hand. His gloves were smooth and cold, she felt her nipples get stiff.
Well play a while. Use this time, think of whatever or whoever you have to, get yourself nice and wet for Uncle Lex and we can do it your way. But if youre not ready when I am
Okay! She shouted before he could finish the thought. Then sobbed. How could she? How could she volunteer to humiliate herself for this villain? But how could she face the alternative? And besides maybe, just maybe hed make a mistake and give her a chance.
His gentle strokes persuaded her labia to unfold a bit. She gasped as a gloved finger slipped inside the crack. It wiggled around and she sighed at the sensation.
Im surprised, and a bit disappointed. Youre no virgin Linda. So who was the first to enter your golden gates? Did you play doctor with the other orphans? Maybe a torrid affair with one of the Justice League? Or did you and cousin Clark decide to restart the Kryptonian race one romantic evening? Hmm? HMM! Luthor pinched her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger to get an answer.
Buh-Brainy! She yelled to stop the pain.
Brainiac? I didnt think that android had it in him.
Buh, Brainiac Fuh-Five she panted.
Ah yell, Brainiac Five, that little green boy from the future. Claimed to be descended from my partner, I always wondered how a robot could have descendents. How was he Linda? Was he a good lover? Did he fulfill your every desire?
Lying there in pain and humiliation Supergirl thought back to that sweaty evening in the Legion Of Super-Heroes headquarters where, under a red sun lamp, she and her boyfriend first made love. They were both virgins, both shy and awkward, it was short, a bit painful and embarrassing. They never tried again.
He was great! Nothing like you!
Well then try and imagine him Linda, because your time is running out. And tell me about your next lover.
No one! AH!
Now, now, I dont want to hurt you Linda but if youre going to lie to me
It was it was in Kandor. But it wasnt-
So you had a fling with a microscopic beau right under cousin Clarks nose. You are the little minx arent you?
Supergirl shook her head and remembered. Years ago Brainiac shrunk the Kryptonian city of Kandor down and trapped it in a bottle. Superman recovered the city and its microscopic inhabitants and kept them in his Fortress of Solitude until he could find a way to restore them. One day a renegade Kandorian scientist named Lesla-Lar kidnapped and brainwashed Supergirl. Lesla took her place as Supergirl while the real Supergirl was trapped in Kandor believing she was really Lesla. She had an affair with another scientist in Leslas lab and slept with him several times before Leslas plot was uncovered and they were restored. Because her memories were erased Supergirl didnt even know about her own affair until years later. But during that time her loins ached every time she walked by Kandor.
Desperately she tried to remember those nights, to find some erotic memory to grab on to and replace the horrible truth of what was about to happen. She thought of all the men shed had crushes on, all the men shed kissed, all the men shed wanted to kiss
Her hips bucked a bit. Thats better. Luthor muttered and bent down, he sucked on one firm breast, then the other, Supergirl moaned a bit. She felt another finger slip in and a bit of fluid trickle down her inner thigh. Then the powerful forces holding her wrists and ankles disappeared, her hands and legs were free!
But only for an instant. Luthor grabbed her and threw the weakened Supergirl over his shoulder and carried her like a sack of flour to the bed. He unceremoniously dumped her on the silk sheets. Her short red cape billowed out becoming a sheet for her lay on. He reached down and opened his fly.
If you would be so kind? He pointed at her red hotpants.
Supergirl hesitated, but only for a second, she did not dare anger the archvillain.
She pulled the hotpants down and drew up her long smooth legs. She started to drop them to the floor but Luthor stopped her, he left them dangling from one ankle like a sexy trophy of his conquest.
Then he pulled the mightiest legs on Earth apart, ran his finger up their sensitive interiors, and plunged his hard cock right between them.
Supergirl gasped as he entered. It was nothing like her limited experience. It was so violent, but so sensual! It was like a lightning bolt up her spine right into her brain. Luthor plowed into her up to the hilt a few times, feeling the Girl of Steels hips thrust back at him. He couldnt believe how tight she was! The arch-villain had taken his share of women, even a few superheroines but none of them matched this. The thrill of raping his archenemys cousin mixed with her sheer beauty almost pushed him over the edge. He paused.
The girl continued to buck for a few seconds longer. Then she opened her eyes and looked. Lex? She simply said.
It was all he needed. Supergirl was his, of her own free will she had invited him to keep going. He rammed her again and she squeezed her eyes shut. He clutched the bottoms of her breasts and pushed them upwards, she moaned and pushed back against him. He pinched her nipples and she gasped with pleasure. She pounded her in an irregular rhythm, not letting her mind and body get accustomed to it. Finally she came, moaning and crying and gasping Lex, Lex, Lex It was music to his ears. Oh Linda, your everything I dreamed you would be, youre perfect my perfect little-
Thats when the gold cane slammed down on his bald head and knocked him out.
Supergirl opened her eyes and saw Batgirl wielding the Riddlers cane. Batgirl extended a yellow-gloved hand.
I think its time we checked out of here dont you?
Supergirl looked at the unconscious Luthor sprawled on the floor and hesitated a second.
Supergirl Im leaving with or without you.
Right! She pulled up her hotpants. Lets go.
The two heroines jogged through the windowless corridors looking for anything that resembled an exit. Come on Linda.
Sorry, thats what he called you right? Linda. I guessed that was your real name.
Supergirl leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. No, not really, I mean its my secret ID but its just something Superman made up. You should call me by my real name; Kara, Kara Zor-El.
Well come on Kara, we have to keep going.
They moved a few steps but Supergirl staggered.
Sorry Batgirl the blond heroine panted as she shank to the floor. Just so weak
I know its hard but we cant stop now. She wrapped an arm around Supergirls slim waist Put your arm around my neck Ill help you. Batgirl was surprised how light Supergirl was. While barrel-chested Superman always looked so brawny, his cousin was so frail and ethereal. It was hard to believe she was the second most powerful person on Earth. Of course she wasnt so powerful now, after being drained by Kryptonite, the Parasite and her mistreatment at Luthors hands she could barely walk.
How much further?
Not far, Kara, not far. Batgirl lied. This place was the size of a city! She had no idea when or how they would get out. Her only hope was to evade detection until Kara recovered a bit more. Once Supergirl was back they could easily get out.
They staggered through a few more corridors before Supergirl spoke again. Luthor said Superman is dead. Said they beat him to death in alley.
Did he? The Riddler said Batman was working for them and was going to kill Superman. Oh Kara, dont you see? Theyre lying! They lied about Superman being dead, they probably lied about everything!
But but if Superman is alive why didnt he save us?
I I dont know Kara, I dont know. But once were free well find out, I promise you.
The next corridor took them to a bank of windows and for the first time Batgirl saw where they were. They were in a huge spherical ship floating miles over the Earths surface. She could see clouds under them. Oh crap. Maybe we can find a hanger or a teleporter or something.
But Supergirl already felt stronger. The direct sunlight through the windows was already reenergizing the young heroine. Batgirl looked over, Supergirl was smiling and stretching in front the window, arching her back like she was greeting a long-lost lover. Dont worry, Ill be able to fly us out in a few minutes. Her voice was already more confident.
Well, well, well, Flasher what do we have here?
Looks like some kind of Bat-Bimbo and Super-Tramp.
Batgirl turned, the voices were coming from two colorful figures at the end of the hall. The two men walked forward.
Robin? Kid Flash? Is that you? You escaped too? Supergirl called out.
Um Kara Im not sure theyre- Batgirl began to whisper.
Yeah Bat-Bimbo, we didnt need to escape. Were not prisoners, were members. Luthor is going to save the world, with or without the Justice League. And were with him.
Dont bother arguing Kara, theyre mind-controlled.
By then the two Teen Titans were upon them. Robin threw a smoke bomb and attacked Batgirl. Kid Flash charged Supergirl. Kara was stronger but still nowhere near her normal strength and speed. To her Kid Flash was just a blur as he ran by she took a step and tripped. Kid Flash had pulled down her red hotpants around her ankles. She tried to free them.
Always wanted to do that. Miss High-and-Mighty Supergirl, too good for the Teen Titans huh? Too powerful to hang out with us kid partners. Well now whos powerful? Now whos special you dumb whore?
Batgirl soon found herself on the defensive. Like Supergirl shed been mistreated and abused and wasnt at her peak, but that wasnt all. Barbara Gordon had been training in martial arts for a few years and was good. Dick Grayson had been training in acrobatics and martial arts with the best teachers in the world all his life. Batgirl was nowhere near his level. She blocked a kick with the Riddlers cane and swung it back at Robin but the Teen Wonder easily dodged. He punched and kicked again and Batgirl lost ground. She knew it was only a matter of time before Robin connected and put her out. Hey Batgirl want to know why we never invited you to join the Teen Titans? Cause its for partners, real heroes. You were never Batmans partner, you were just a hot chick he let hang around cause I was banging you. No room for Robins fuck-toy in the Titans. Batgirl tried to screen out what he was saying, she knew they were just lies the villains were making him say. But they still hurt.
Supergirl got back to her feet when Kid Flash charged again. This time he wrapped her in her own indestrictable cape, tied a neat knot and knocked her down again. She fell on the floor, cocooned in her cape but with her bare legs and bottom exposed. He stood over and leered. Lets see you get out of that one Super-Tramp. With two high-speed kicks he spread her legs and stood between them. I bet youre as tight as Wonder Girl down there.
Nearby, Robin finally connected and sent Batgirl to the floor on top of the struggling Supergirl. A plan occurred to her. Supergirl switch! she whispered and pulled the knot undone. The Girl of Steel got the idea and jumped up, and rushed Robin. Kid Flash turned to react but Batgirl kicked him in the head and knocked him over. She was thankful that the mind-control made them slower than usual. Kid Flash jumped to his feet and charged Batgirl but she was ready. She lowered the Riddlers cane and hit a button. A dazzling blast of holograms, colors and sounds blinded Kid Flash. He skidded right past her and into a wall. He collapsed unconscious.
Robins skills meant little to the Girl of Steel, even at a fraction of her strength and invulnerability she was far stronger than anything he could handle. He kicked, he punched, he karate chopped, and accomplished nothing. She punched him out and retrieved her hotpants. Wow. Theyre really under Luthors control.
Yeah. Batgirl reached down and pulled off Robins utility belt. And who knows who else they have. We have to get out of here, can you fly us out of here?
Supergirl closed her eyes a second and concentrated. No, not yet.
We should move, they may have raised an alarm.
The two heroines huddled together in a narrow utility tunnel. There was barely room for the two of them, they were scrunched up in fetal positions next to each other, their legs and shoulders touching. It wasnt comfortable but it was isolated. It didnt have any sunlight so Supergirl would recover more slowly but there did not seem to be any cameras or alarms. Supergirl had a bit of her x-ray vision back and said the tunnel was lined with lead, proof against other peoples x-ray vision. So they sat and they waited.
Thanks back there, I-I really thought Kid Flash was going to was going to Supergirl couldnt say it. You dont think he would have? Do you?
Its OK Kara, its OK. Theyre not themselves, its not their fault. Once we free them Im sure hell apologize. And honestly, I dont think he would have, no matter what control they have over him theres no way they could make him do something totally against his nature.
Yeah, I hope so.
I wonder why they didnt use it on us?
Maybe they were going to but didnt have time?
Yeah, maybe. Or maybe they just liked the idea of keeping us prisoner with our minds free. Luthor said something about liking me better that way.
Then they were quiet. Supergirl decided to change the subject.
So whats your name?
Batgirl hesitated, like all the Bat-family she was paranoid. But at this point Barbara. Barbara Gordon.
Commissioner Gordons daughter?
Yeah. Thats me.
And no one ever figured it out?
Well Batman did, but no one else, not even my dad.
You must be pretty good.
I like to think so.
Supergirl turned serious. Im sorry.
If Id listened to you last night we wouldnt be here now.
Thats nonsense. They were watching us. They could have grabbed us then and there.
Oh. But still you were right, I was wrong.
It happens. Just forget it OK Kara, forget it. It wouldnt have made any difference in the end. Batgirl chocked back a tear, she hated this feeling of powerlessness. Shed been right, but it didnt matter.
Kara put her arm around her friend and giggled to break the serious mood.
What about Robin?
What about him?
Nice briefs. She giggled. A bit short on him.
Batgirl blushed. You should talk!
Nice legs too. Did you really sleep with him?
Yeah. Batgirl blushed. A couple of times. But it got kind of awkward yknow, hiding it from Batman.
He doesnt know?
I hope not! Cause, yknow
Well I sort of had a crush on him for a long time. I hate to admit it but that was the main reason I put on this costume. Sometimes yknow, I hope.
And you think the worlds greatest detective never noticed.
Yeah, I guess Im a bit optimistic.
I think naïve might be the word.
Hey! Batgirl playfully slapped the blond and Supergirl laughed. Batgirls voice turned serious. Thats how they got me you know, the villains.
Clayface and Scarecrow. Scarecrow drugged me and then Clayface showed up looking just like Batman, and by then I was so out of it, I didnt even think about it. So, we uh, we did it.
Yeah. Christ. I cant believe I didnt think of this sooner, they know, how else would Clayface know to impersonate Batman? And if they figured it out then Batman must know too. Hes probably been laughing at me all these years, a love-struck little girl imitating her idol. Im such an idiot
Then they were quiet for a while.
What about you? Batgirl finally asked.
What about me?
You ever get involved?
Its kind of hard for me yknow, woman of steel, man of tissue paper. Theres ways around the problem with red sun lamps and stuff but it takes some work.
Hmm, I can see that. Hard to be spontaneous huh?
Plus Ive got an overprotective cousin who can see and hear anything on Earth.
Yeah, that would suck. I guess hes really-
Oh you dont know the half of it. Before I went public if I broke on of his stupid rules hed exile me to asteroids or take away my powers all kinds of stuff. If he caught me with a guy hed probably hit me with gold kryptonite. As far as I can tell hes never even tried to have sex.
So you never-
Huh? Well... Now she blushed. Even Superman cant always be watching, not when I can travel through space, time and alternate dimensions.
Thats a bit inconvenient.
But if you could?
What? Hes like ancient!
Hes a bit older, but I remember the first time I saw him in that tight costume. I was like wow! Who needs x-ray vision!
They were silent for a while, Supergirl put her head on Batgirls shoulder.
Yeah. Pretty much. You?
Yeah. But let me tell you, Ive worked with Superman, Wonder Woman, even the Legion of Super-Heroes and theres no one Id rather be with than you.
Thanks Kara. That means a lot.
Except maybe Green Lantern.
They both laughed.
The hatch opened and Supergirl crawled out. While the lead-lined tunnel hid them from Bizzaro and the Parasite it also left her blind. But the coast was clear.
OK Batgirl, lets get out of here.
The redhead crawled out behind her partner. Well head for the Fortress of Solitude, no wheres safer than that. If theyre not there well take the Supermobile and head for space, maybe the Green Lantern Corps can help us.
You think its that bad Supergirl?
If they could mind control the Teen Titans they can get anyone, even the Justice League. We might be the last free heroes on Earth.
Damn. Well lets going then.
Where are you going Kara Zor-El? A cold mechanical voice interrupted.
Brainiac! Batgirl turned towards him reached for a smoke bomb. But there was a blur and suddenly Supergirl was in front of Batgirl, protecting her friend. Run Batgirl! Run! Supergirls eyes glowed red and Brainiacs white lab coat began to smolder. He waved a hand and force field sprang up to protect him.
Do not run Barbara Gordon.
Batgirl found her feet were rooted to the floor.
Cease your resistance Kara Zor-El.
Supergirl found herself paralyzed as well.
To answer your earlier question, you have both already been placed under my control. Your every action, every word was monitored. I did not exercise full control at my colleagues request. As Kara Zor-El stated, they preferred you both free. I believe they were quite entertained by your conversations.
No Supergirl muttered, tears came to her eyes involuntarily. Behind her Batgirl fumed impotently.
Now to end this charade of freedom.
Brainiac waved his hand again and, for a minute, it seemed nothing happened. But inside unwelcome feelings were stirring. Batgirl shifted her hips and moaned. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to resist. She gasped. What were they doing to her? Supergirl staggered and grabbed Batgirls shoulder, they both stumbled. Supergirl fell to the floor first her body convulsing and jerking wildly. Her toes curled and her back arched and she screamed YES! Loud enough to shake the windows.
Then Batgirl fell over too clutching her stomach and rubbing her legs frantically. oh please, please, please please OH! she muttered before she too passed out.
That was quite a show.
Greetings Lex Luthor.
So Brainiac was that really the only way to activate the nanites in them?
It is necessary to overwhelm the conscious mind.
With multiple orgasms?
It was an efficient method.
Oh Brainiac, under all those circuits youre just as much of lecherous swine as the rest of us.
That is illogical.
Right Brainy, whatever. Luthor laughed.
Supergirl slowly regained consciousness. Her whole body ached. She was so cold. But when she tried to pull her arms and legs in but they wouldnt move. She opened her eyes a crack and looked.
She was hanging like a piece of meat. Her arms and legs were held spread-eagled by metallic tentacles. She was naked.
She sighed. So this was how it ended. The great and glorious career of Supergirl. She looked around, she wasnt surprised to find her x-ray vision and super-hearing werent working either. All she could see was the small metal-walled room she was imprisoned in. In front of her was a large video screen but other than that there was nothing, no door, no controls, nothing.
The video screen crackled to life.
Batgirl slowly regained consciousness. Her whole body ached. She was so cold. But when she tried to pull her arms and legs in they wouldnt move. She opened her eyes a crack and looked.
She was lying on her side on the floor in an abandoned warehouse. Naked. Her arms were tied behind her back, in painful and humiliating wrist to elbow ties. Her ankles were also lashed together and tied to the same rope that held her arms. Another rope snaked under her breasts and then back and around her neck forcing her to arch her back just to breath. The ropes were rough and painful against her bare skin. She writhed and squirmed trying to get loose but the ropes offered no give, her escape skills were useless. She strained her neck to look around, in front of her was a large window but around her she could only see the shadows of crates. It was pitch dark outside but it suddenly became light.
Luthor smiled. Arise slaves.
Eyes blank, Supergirl and Batgirl stood up.
And bow to your master.
They both bowed at the waist and rose mechanically.
Very nice. I see youre both ready and eager to take up your new duties as the Legion of Dooms morale officers.
Yes Master Luthor. They said in unison. Luthor frowned.
No, no, no, oh Brainiac that wont do at all. If I wanted heroine robots I would have made some myself. They need more personality, more life.
Unit Supergirl exhibits a high degree of physical power. Unit Batgirl a high degree of metal power. I do not recommend-
Whats the matter Brainiac, are you saying your mind-control technology isnt up to the job?
The green-skinned androids normally impassive face twisted in a scowl. Brainiac adjusted a control.
Supergirl writhed in the grip of the metal tentacles. In the vid screen she saw Luthor talking to Brainiac and Batgirl standing next to her acting like some kind of robot.
She struggled again and an electric shock shot through her body. She screamed and another tentacle descended from the ceiling and latched on her head. She could feel tendrils drilling into her brain but was powerless to stop them.
Batgirl struggled with the ropes but could not move. Through the windows she could see huge forms of Luthor and Brainiac standing in a room. She could just make out Supergirl standing in the same room standing ramrod straight and acting like a President at Disney World.
This isnt real! Batgirl suddenly said. This warehouse is just some kind of metal illusion, my body, my real body is out there!
But the realization didnt help her at all. How could she escape when her prison was just an illusion in her mind?
Behind her another rope snaked towards her head.
Supergirl walked up and rubbed Luthors bald head. Mmm she cooed and kissed him. He returned it. Thanks Uncle Lex, I feel so much better now she whispered in a low voice. Batgirl walked behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest, she pushed her breasts into his back. Mmm, Luthor I never knew you had such big muscles. You must spend a lot of time working out. She kissed the back of his neck and ran her fingers down his chest.
Thats better. He raised a hand and knocked on Supergirls skull. Shes still in there right Brainiac?
Yes. As you requested their original personalities are still intact and fully aware of what is happening. They are contributing on a subconscious level. This is a wasteful procedure. We should overwrite and erase the original personas.
Now, now my robotic friend, youre overlooking the human element. Zombie girls are nice, but knowing that somewhere in there they know what were doing to them, that makes it all the sweeter. Isnt that right Linda?
Hee-hee Supergirl heard herself giggle. I love you Uncle Lex.
Chapter 3 The Inescapable Prison
High in a Manhattan penthouse Donna Troy hummed to herself as she mixed the chemical solutions in her darkroom. She knew she could save herself a lot of work by using a digital camera but she still resisted. To her the smells of a darkroom, the sight of pictures slowly appearing on film were part of being a photographer and the slow, deliberate process was her way of relaxing after a hard day as a superhero.
Rescued by Wonder Woman when she was just a baby, Donna Troy grew up on Paradise Island with the Amazons. When she was old enough she returned to the Mans World to help her adopted sister fight evil as Wonder Girl. Early on she joined the Teen Titans, a group of other kid partners like Robin and Kid Flash.
A lot of things had changed in that time. Wonder Girl ditched her girlish original costume, a sleeveless red tunic with a golden eagle and blue bloomers. Now she wore a sexy skintight scarlet leotard decorated with yellow stars. The outfit was sleeveless, cut low over her breasts and low in the back. It drove the male Titans mad. And she enjoyed their frustration. Those powerful, horny guys used to getting whatever they wanted went crazy looking at her knowing they could never have her. Donna loved it! Or at least she used to. But now she was nineteen and things were changing. Shed met a guy, an older guy, one of her professors in fact, and their relationship was getting serious.
Sooner or later hed get tired of blowjobs and want the whole shebang. Donna would have to decide what was more important; remaining an Amazon warrior maiden (with an emphasis on the word maiden) or her relationship. Working in her darkroom helped calm Donna, helped her concentrate.
At least it usually did. Today though for some reason it was giving her a bad headache and making her dizzy. Very dizzy. And sleepy.
Her head started to fall and she caught herself. This was wrong! This was
GAS! She yelled! Years of experience as a heroine had taught her to recognize the sweet, sickly smell of chloroform and its debilitating effects.
Someone someone must have switched the chemicals have to CHANGE!
By then the dark-haired teens legs were shaking and her lungs were burning but somehow she managed to spin in a circle. There was a flash of light, a crash of thunder and suddenly Donna Troy was replaced by her alter ego, Wonder Girl. But the foul chemicals were too much even for her Amazon constitution. Wonder Girl stumbled towards the door, her eyes watering, lungs burning. The darkroom door was locked but her Amazon strength was more than enough to smash through it. The door was reduced to splinters and she stumbled out into her living room coughing.
And then something hit her in the stomach. Hard. She heard a crackle and thousands of volts shot through her young body. She doubled over and fell to her knees. Through her tear-filled eyes she caught sight of black leather and chain mail, and a half-black half-white mask.
Tuh-Terminator She gasped. Her insight was rewarded with another shot to the gut and another thousand volts of electriticity. AHHH! She screamed and doubled over. Gasping for air, barely able to see she fell on her side. She felt the Terminator reach for something on her belt and then felt his strong hands at her wrists.
N-no dont She muttered but it was too late. The super-powered mercenary had taken her magic lasso and tied her wrists. He nudged her with his foot and Wonder Girl fell on her back looking up her captor.
Well, that was easy. I guess youre not so tough without the rest of the Teen Titans around. He picked up the end of the lasso and held it. They say anyone caught in this thing has to tell the truth.
yes Wonder Girl hissed in anger. She couldnt believe it! Shed clashed with the Terminator a dozen times and never been caught like this. But somehow he had learned her secret identity, now she was helpless before him. But did he know that?
They also say if any of you Amazons get tied up by a man you lose your powers That true?
yes Wonder Girl hissed again with a scowl. She should have known, if the Terminator knew her secret identity naturally he would know her weakness as well. She was now no stronger than an ordinary nineteen year old girl.
Good to hear. He reached down and lifted the athletic brunette by her dark hair. Wonder Girl bit her lip to keep from crying out in pain. The mercenary lifted her until she was level with his one eye. It narrowed, she could the outlines of his grin under his full face mask. Wonder Girl swallowed hard but returned his stare with Amazonian resolve. She would not show fear. Not to this man.
Still holding her off the floor with one arm, the Terminator reached up and pulled down one scarlet shoulder strap, then the other. He gave the tight spandex costume a yank and Wonder Girls two C cup breasts spilled out, perfect in shape, form and firmness. Nice, real nice. The Terminator practically drooled on her. One gloved hand fondled her breasts, lifting them and teasing her nipples. Wonder Girl just growled.
Wonder Girl had used the break to recover some of her strength. She knew this was her one chance to use it while the Terminator was distracted. She lifted her legs at the knees and swung a kick between his legs.
But she was too slow! Army medical experiements made the Terminator stronger and faster than any ordinary human. He simply let go of her hair and let her fall to the ground. She feel stunned and he hit her again with the electric prod, right between her tits. Wonder Girl screamed again.
He knelt next to her and ran his finger through her hair. He pulled a handful and took out his hunting knife.
You caused me a lot of trouble kid, I think Ive earned this.
Wonder Girl bit her lip again and squeezed her eyes shut. The knife came down with a whoosh.
And nothing happened.
She opened her eyes. The Terminator was standing again, putting a handful of her hair into a pouch like some kind of demented trophy.
Id like a bit more, but the boss said we have to save you for something special.
What do you-AHHHH! Wonder Girl screamed a final time as the electric prod hit her. Then she fell into merciful unconsciousness.
The Terminator took out his communicator. Got her boss. Going after Starfire next. See you soon.
For poor helpless Supergirl the last few hours were a blur.
First she sat down on Luthors lap and allowed him to caress her body while she giggled and made out with him. He started asking her questions between kisses, about the location of the Fortress of Solitude, how to enter it, its security systems, the powerful weapons in its arsenal, everything. Then he got information about Supermans other safe-houses hidden elsewhere on Earth and throughout the solar system. Supergirls super-memory was flawless, and Luthors control was total. It took several hours, pleasant for him, agony for her, but in the end Luthor knew all of Supermans secrets.
Then she watched impotently as her body walked the corridors the Legion of Dooms Headquarters. She passed Batgirl walking arm-in-arm with the Riddler whispering in his ear.
Then, in a windowless room, she was forced to submit herself to the Parasite again, allowing the grotesque villain to fondle her breasts and pussy and to ram his deformed tongue down her throat. Worse yet the nanites in her body forced her to respond, rubbing up against his rubbery flesh and returning the kiss. Then things went dark. Her body collapsed as the Parasite drained too much energy.
When she could see again Luthor was leering over her. A small red laser shot out of his glove, he lowered it to her chest. Supergirl screamed inside her mind but outside her face was still set in a bimbos grin. The laser stung slightly but did not hurt her skin. However it did cut through her costume. Supergirls costume was woven from Kryptonian cloth, it was nearly as indestructible as she was but Luthors laser cut through it like paper. His first incision was right down the center of the blouse bisecting it and exposing her entire chest. Supergirl had already been raped and degraded by these villains but still felt a flush of outrage at this new humiliation! The next cut went around her back, turning the full blouse into a crop top that ended around the bottom of her breasts. Then he tied it tightly under her breasts, forcing them up and separating them. He smiled and, against her will, Supergirl felt her face smile back. Luthor reached down and snapped the waistband of her hotpants. I figured as long as youre going to wear those Daisy Dukes you should have a matching top. He pulled one breast free and teased her nipple. He leaned down and sucked on it for a second, Supergirl felt a pleasant sensation even in the free part of her brain. Easy access too. Look everyone! Supergirl, the trailer trash from Krypton!
Several villains laughed. Supergirls body smiled and giggled like a bimbo. Inside, Supergirl wept.
Supergirl next saw Batgirl in a large banquet room. Dozens of villains had assembled there for Luthors victory speech. Supergirl was humiliated to have these foul fiends look at her. But poor Batgirl had it even worse. Her costume had been almost completely replaced. Her cape and cowl were left on, so were her gloves and boots. But her concealing grey bodysuit was gone. Instead she wore a loose grey spaghetti-strap camisole decorated with a yellow bat and a yellow micro-miniskirt that barely reached the bottom of her crotch. When she walked Supergirl could see she wasnt wearing anything under it. She wanted to reach out and hold her friend, protect her from his humiliation but she couldnt do a thing.
Hey sweetie! Looking good there! Supergirl said in a high voice. As she spoke she bobbed her head like a bimbo.
Mmm Replied Batgirl licking her lips. You too Buns of Steel. Youre delicious. I want to lick you up and down. She walked up and hugged Supergirl, pressing her breasts against Karas and kissing her neck. Supergirl sighed.
Now, now, enough of that Luthor interrupted. You two have work to do.
Yes Uncle Lex! They cried out in unison. He held out his arms and each girl took one. Hips swaying and breasts bouncing he led them into the banquet hall.
Barbara Gordon tried hard not to watch what came next but the prison in her mind didnt give her a choice. In her mind she rolled her bound body away from the windows. But the ropes became a web holding her suspended in midair facing the windows. Left without a choice, she watched.
She saw a ballroom filled with almost every supervillain shed ever heard of and a few even she had never seen before. There were also other waitresses there, sadly, they were all too familiar.
Across the room she saw Starfire, the golden-skinned, flame-haired, bubble-boobed alien princess Robin was always drooling over. She was dressed in a sparkly purple bikini panties, a necklace and nothing else. Not much more revealing than her usual costume Batgirl thought cattily and then regretted it. Poor Starfire was a prisoner just like her.
Even if she was a total slut.
Batgirl chided herself again.
In another corner two pointy-eared aliens were making out with each other. Batgirl sort of recognized them. What were they called? The Wonder Twosome? No. The Wonder Twins! Twins? Oh Ick. She thought as their tongues intertwined.
There were other heroines there too. Lilith, that red-headed psychic from the Teen Titans was naked on her hands and knees acting as Felix Fausts human foot stool. Aquagirl was giving Black Manta a hand job. Green Arrows female imitator Arrowette was bent back like a bow as Blockbuster took her from behind.
Batgirl felt pity for all of them. But she also felt a bit of hope. She didnt see any of the A-list heroes or heroines among the captives. There was no sign of Wonder Woman, Superman or Batman. Maybe they were still free! Maybe there was still hope!
For them at least. Batgirl caught a glimpse of herself in the bar mirror. She was sighing and pursing her lips like a movie minx. She heard her voice ordering drinks and then watched herself serve the Riddler, Killer Croc and Scarecrow. The Riddler pinched her bare butt and pulled her into his lap, sending the tray of drinks onto the floor. He kissed her and she slipped him her tongue. Mmm, you and me got unfinished business Bat-Babe.
In her mind Barbara Gordon turned her whole head away and squeezed her eyes shut. But thin cords fell from the ceiling of the warehouse, cords that ended in sharp hooks. They slipped into her mask and forced her to turn her head back. Others slipped into her eyes painfully forcing them open. She felt thin trails of blood run down her cheeks. The agony was unbearable. She knew it was all in her mind, there were no ropes, there were no hooks but it felt so real!
OK! She shouted, ILL WATCH! Just please dont do this. Please The hooks slipped free and Batgirl kept watching.
In the real world her body never even noticed. After the floorshow Riddy, Im all yours. She kissed him again, slipped off his lap and bounced back to the bar for more drinks.
Inside Batgirl wondered what the floorshow would be.
WHERE THE HELL AM I!? Yelled Wonder Girl. Let me go!
She struggled again in total darkness. Her wrists and neck were in some kind of wooden stock that locked tightly around them. She was on her knees bent over some kind of wooden box. She could feel a strap around her hourglass waist and other straps around her thighs holding her firmly in place. The whole apparatus was bolted to the floor, it didnt wiggle an inch.
Wonder Girl could feel that she was still wearing her costume. At least theyd left her that much dignity. She moved her toes and could feel her black leather boots on her feet. She shifted her wrists and felt her silver bracelets on them. She wiggled her body a bit and could even feel her golden belt. Whomever imprisoned her wanted her fully outfitted for action. The only thing missing was her glowing golden lasso, a copy of her sisters. But if she had that then she would have light and obviously her unknown captor wanted to keep her in the dark. She chuckled at the bad pun.
Normally she could shatter this wooden bondage apparatus like matchsticks but her limbs were heavy and weak. She knew the reason. It was Heras Curse. The Queen of the Gods had made the Amazons stronger than any man, but with the curse that if any man ever bound an Amazon she would lose her strength. Normally Donna Troy could lift a truck with one hand, but now she was no stronger than an ordinary woman.
She thought she could hear voices nearby but muffled, maybe in the next room. It sounded like a party. Maybe there was still hope.
HELP ME! She cried again. But no one answered.
Supergirls sensitive hearing picked up the cries from a new captive but could do nothing about it. The nanites injected in her blood were a more powerful prison than any physical bonds.
Hee-hee, youre so funny Toyman! She giggled as the Toyman made a Supergirl action figure hump a Superman figure. She kissed his sweaty neck and whispered to him how shed always wanted to fuck her cousin.
NO! She screamed inside and tried to twist free from the metal tentacles that held her. But she knew it was pointless, that they were just a metaphor for the bonds holding her conscious mind. At least she was only talking to them. Across the room Scarecrow was fucking Batgirl in his lap.
The curtain rose. Wonder Girl blinked in the sudden light. She was on a stage facing a banquet hall filled with the worst villains in the world! She immediately recognized minor villains shed fought with the Teen Titans like Dr. Light and the Terminator but also spotted world-class villains like Gorilla Grodd, Black Manta, Sinestro and oh no she whispered.
Lex Luthor bounded on stage to the applause of the assembled villains. He waved for them to be silent and they immediately obeyed. Gentleman and ladies, I welcome you tonight, to the Legion of Doom.
They applauded again.
As you all know this fraternity of ours was not created to destroy the world, but to save it. Even now technology developed by myself, Captain Cold, the Toyman, Poison Ivy, Brainiac and others is being used to end hunger and suffering across the world. We are united, not to cause doom, but to avert it. Meanwhile the Justice League, so-called heroes who never found the time to solve the worlds real problems, have been vanquished.
There were cheers.
Wonder Woman? Diana? Wonder Girl whispered. It couldnt be true could it? WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER!? She yelled. Everyone ignored her.
And tonight we introduce the newest member of our fraternity, Dick Grayson, but you all know him better as Robin.
Wonder Girl felt a chill go up her back as she heard light footsteps behind her.
And he has a very special show for all of you.
Robins bare leg and green pixie boot appeared in her vision. The villains were wildly applauding his appearance. He knelt down and ran a gloved hand through her silky dark hair. Robin and Wonder Girl had been friends ever since she arrived in the Mans World. Theyd founded the Teen Titans together, hed been her guide and her mentor, just like a big brother. And if she knew one thing it was that Robin always had a plan. He whispered in her ear. Donna, just play along, whatever happens just try to be brave. It will all work out. She nodded slightly and he stood up.
The Amazing Amazon tried to think of something brave and defiant to say when bound before the greatest villains in the world, but nothing came to mind. Her eyes darted wildly looking for some hope but saw none. These villains were bold and fearless, they had even dressed two whores as Batgirl and Supergirl to serve them.
Let me go! She finally shouted.
Robin hit a spotlight over Wonder Girl and turned on some monitors for close-ups. She finally got a good view of what was holding her. It was a wooden stock holding her neck and arms forcing her to bend over a wooden box. Her waist and legs were strapped to it effectively pinning her on all fours. Under her head there was a wicker basket. Now she could see what was over her head, two wooden rails and a very heavy blade. It was a guillotine! The rope was tied to the floor so she was safe for the moment.
Robin knelt down and undid the knot, the blade slipped a few inches. Wonder Girl cried out. Robin tested the heft of the rope and the weight of the blade a few times. It slid easily. Then he knelt beside Wonder Girls head. Donna, listen, open your mouth and put this inside. Nothings going to happen to you I promise but you have to do this.
OK Robin, but Im scared Im really, r-really scared.
Hush Wonder Girl, I have a plan. He put the coarse rope in her mouth and made sure she had a good grip. Then he let go. Wonder Girl bit down as tightly as she could and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt the rope jump in her mouth but she kept a tight grip on it. She was safe. As long as she didnt cry out.
Great Hera! She thought. Whatever Robin is planning hed better do it soon!
Behind her, Robin started the next phase of his plan. He admired Wonder Girl perfect ass as he had so many times before. Her costume was so tight that with her bent over like this he could make out the lines of her pussy. It was incredible. But not enough. He took out a razor-sharp Batarang and slashed across the top of Wonder Girls firm tight ass.
MMPH! Wonder Girl almost let go of the rope from the pain and surprise. Sweat began to roll down her forehead. What was he doing?
Robin slashed again, and again and pulled off a handful of red spandex. He tossed it to the roaring crowd. Wonder Girl could feel her bare bottom, feel cold air on her clitoris and anus. She moaned under her rope-gag.
Robin slapped a butt cheek and watched her butt wiggle for a second. There was almost no fat, just enough flesh to make it pleasantly rounded. He licked the fingers of his hand and carefully felt the closed pedals of her mound of Venus. He stimulated them lightly and began to speak.
As some of you know Amazons are pretty tough. Theyre stronger and tougher than us and live forever.
Wonder Girl could feel her body starting to respond. She bit her lip and tried to focus on something, anything else.
And of course theyre all just stunningly beautiful with the roundest, firmest tits you can imagine. He bent over her and straddled her from behind grinding his crotch into her pussy. Reaching down he popped one tit and then the other out of her costume. He teased her nipples until they stood up, perky and firm.
Of course this comes with some disadvantages too.
He slapped both her breasts. Wonder Girl once again cried out under the gag but kept a firm grip on the rope.
For one thing when a man, any man, ties then up they lose all that strength. Which is why Wonder Gams here cant break loose.
Wonder Girl started to worry. Was this the plan? Was Robin just playing along or was he serious? She tried to call out to him under the rope.
He must have heard because he knelt down next to her again making a big show of running his finger through her hair.
For the audience Robin tsked a few times. Sure must suck having all those powers and being trapped by a piece of wood. But for her he whispered I know Donna, I know its hard, but I have to convince them before they let us go.
He got up and walked behind her again, rubbing her pussy with his gloved fingers again. And theres one more weakness.
Wonder Girls eyes went wide. That was a secret! Shed only told Robin! He couldnt share it! He couldnt!
Virginity! He rammed his finger up her pussy all the way to her hymen. Wonder Girl squirmed in fear, her eyes wild above the gag, she screamed, NO! through the rope again and again.
To keep their powers Amazons have to be virgins. Once theyve been sullied by a man they lose it all. Which means if, like me, you spend a while hanging out with a half naked Amazon chick then youve had your cock teased by an expert!
The villains laughed.
You get a little frustrated!
The villains laughed harder.
But today, Im getting mine!
The crowd roared in approval.
He walked behind her and lowered his green jockey shorts. Supergirl and Batgirl froze in place transfixed, would he really do it? He put his hands on Wonder Girls hips, getting a good grip.
Say goodbye to Paradise Island baby!
AH! Wonder Girl cried out loud as her virginity was taken with a sharp stab of pain. The blade whooshed down but she quickly jammed her mouth shut. The blade slipped a foot but stopped with a jerk. Wonder Girl sighed. She was still alive.
Feel that? Feel it? Thats you being fucked! Thats me fucking away all your magic powers, thats me getting what Ive wanted for years. Holy paradise! This was worth the wait!
She could hear and feel Robins cock slipping in and out of her, she started to hyperventilate, it was too much, it couldnt be real, it just couldnt be!
Then he suddenly stopped. Wonder Girl held her breath, was there still hope?
He crossed in front of her, holding his dick pinched between two fingers. He let go.
Her face was covered in sticky slimy cum.
Robin WHY- she started to yell.
Robin agilely jumped aside as the blade fell and a shower of blood shot from Donna Troys neck.
Everyone froze in shock.
Aint that just like a woman? Never knows when to keep her mouth shut!
The villains exploded in laughter. Robin retrieved Wonder Girls head from the basket and tossed it to Felix Faust. See if you cant make something with this. The necromancer smiled and thanked him.
Inside Batgirl and Supergirl despaired. If they could make Robin do that, what would the villains make them do?
Outside they seemed unconcerned. Supergirl continued serving drinks and Batgirl continued making out with Scarecrow.
Now that was a waste of a nice piece of ass. The Terminator said.
Not really. First of all it gets us Robin, after this hes ours, nanites or no. Did you know he came up with this himself? Seems its been a fantasy of his for years. That kid had a lot of pent-up frustrations, and were letting them out. Second of all Amazons are magical, created by the gods and all that jazz. Grodd and I werent 100% sure the nanites would work on her, even depowered.
The Terminator grunted affirmatively. Magic sucks.
Besides theres gonna be more than enough fine ass to go around. He tugged on Supergirls cape and pulled her over. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed Luthors cheek.
Chapter 4 The Final Refuge
Supergirl looked at herself in the mirror and carefully applied her makeup. Uncle Lex told her to look extra slutty and she was doing her best to comply. She hummed to herself happily. She loved Uncle Lex, he was so smart and wonderful.
NO! She hated Lex Luthor! She had to keep reminding herself of this. But the free part of her mind was getting weaker and weaker. She kept hearing her own mouth say she loved being Luthors bitch. She kept feeling her own body rubbing up against him. It was easy to forget this wasnt her, this wasnt what she wanted.
Supergirl struggled again against the silver tentacles that held her in iron grip. She knew they werent real, nor were the computer monitors in front of her or even the aching body hanging spread-eagled in this lab. But it felt so real.
She heard her own voice again. Mmm, come quickly Uncle Lex, Im waiting. She saw her own hand pick up a framed picture of him and kiss it. She felt the cold glass against her lips and the warm feeling of seeing her beloveds face.
Supergirl wondered if she was going insane.
The door opened and Supergirl rushed forward and jumped on Luthor showering his bald head with kisses and pulling him to the bed. He pulled at the knot under her breasts and her crop-top fell open. He gently kissed her breasts and rubbed his leg against her pussy, it was already warm and wet. Oh Luthor, I want you, I want you now! She grabbed him with both arms and pulled him in, they kissed again.
Luthor broke it off and rolled away from her.
Luthor? Sweetie? Whats wrong?
Luthor sat brooding for a few minutes while Supergirl kissed his neck and ran her delicate fingers up and down his chest. Then he seemed to make a decision. He touched a button on his glove and Supergirl was free.
AH! She screamed, flinched, pulled away from him and fell off the bed. Luthor laughed and walked around to face her on the floor.
Kara started to get up but Luthors boot slammed into her chest, right between her breasts. Thanks to the Parasite, she was still as weak as a normal woman. Luthor pushed down pinning her to the floor and knocking the breath out of her. Luthor cracked his knuckles.
You were saying?
I He took his foot off her chest.
Get on the bed. Supergirl hesitated, Luthor scowled, she complied.
You were saying how much you loved me. Continue. Or would you rather share a bed with Solomon Grundy?
Superman was born to be a hero. With or without his powers he was brave, strong and resourceful.
But, as she liked to remind everyone, Supergirl was not Superman.
Oh um, Lex, youre so strong, so great please, take me, please? I I want you. Ive uh, wanted you for years.
Take off the hotpants.
Supergirl pulled them down, Luthor kneeled and put his fingers in Mmm, nice and wet. Now where were we Linda?
You were going to fuck me.
I She looked away, she squeezed her eyes shut. I cant wait.
Luthor didnt make her wait. He thrust his 12 dick up to the hilt and pounded her hard. Whatever her minds feelings Supergirls body responded enthusiastically. She came twice before Luthor did. Then the evil genius lay with her on her cape on the bed.
Luthor, can I ask you something?
Yeah. He said absently.
Luthor, before Brainiac said something about erasing our minds.
Luthor, please, please do it. I cant go on like this, just erase my mind and Ill do whatever you want. I just cant stand having to watch it all and remember.
Luthor looked at her in astonishment then laughed. Youre serious?
Supergirl kissed his neck and ran her fingers along his bald plate. Yes Lex, yes. Please, just erase my mind, then I can be yours forever, all the time. I mean thats what you want right? Me and Superman dead, thats why you did this, so just get it over with.
Luthor laughed, big booming laughs that shook the room. Oh Linda, Linda, Linda, Linda, youre just too much! This is exactly why I didnt erase your mind, a zombie would never give me this much entertainment! Sure, maybe a mediocre villain like the Toyman would be happy with some mindless sex slave, but Im Lex Luthor. I could have killed you and your cousin years ago. I had Kryptonite missiles aimed at your fortress, satellites with red sun rays to hit you in space, even a sniper rifle with enchanted bullets. But killing you would be too easy. I dont just want you gone, I want the world to recognize that Lex Luthor always was the better man. I want everyone to see that your cousin was just an alien glory-hound who was lucky enough to get superpowers. Thats what its always been about.
Supergirl put her head on his shoulder and cried. What about me? What do you want from me? Why are you doing this? You captured Lois Lane dozens of times and never touched her. Why me? Why?
Luthor thought for a minute, deciding whether or not to tell her the truth. He turned and kissed her on the lips, she returned it. He hit a button on his belt and his shirt and gloves dissolved, flowing into his belt. He lay back and moved Supergirls head over his hairless chest. Kiss it, lick it. And Ill tell you a little story I call: The Secret Origin of Supergirl.
Supergirl complied. With her top undone her breasts hung down like ripe fruit capped with her engorged nipples like two pink strawberries. She lowered her ruby lips and they caressed Luthors muscular chest, tasting the smooth skin. Her long blond hair trailed along his bare chest, lightly tickling it. Luthor sighed.
A little while before you came to Earth that little retard Jimmy Olsen got a hold of a mystic artifact that grated wishes. Instead of wishing for power, or wealth or even world peace the little shit decided to wish for a female partner for his pal Superman. The magic created a skinny blond girl dressed in a blue minidress. Sound familiar?
Keep going. Luthor commanded and continued with his story. Of course things did not go well and Olsen ended the spell. But then, just a few months later, you show up, with the same powers, the same outfit and a preposterous story about a Kryptonian city that survived.
Luthor wrenched her hair and jammed Supergirls face into his abs. She started kissing and licking again.
When I heard your story I looked for Argo City theres nothing out there. No dead city floating in space, no trace of evidence to support your absurd story. So I scanned you. Youre a Kryptonian all right, but with some strange trace radiation I cant identify. But it perfectly matches the radiation Olsens little toy put out.
But- Luthor growled, Supergirl kissed his nipples. Luthor heard her sob.
Youre not real. Somehow the spell that created Olsens Supergirl created you as well. Youre right of course, I would never treat a woman like this, Im Lex Luthor, not some perverted Bat-Villain. But you Linda, youre not real, just a bit of wish fulfilment. Why do you think you were so quick to take up the role Superman assigned you, why do you think you are so quick to take up your role as my fuck toy. Linda, Kara, Supergirl, youre just an empty vessel waiting for a purpose, a wish to fulfill.
He moved a hand down and opened his fly, his dick was rock hard again.
Now suck my dick Super-Skank, and make me cum.
Tears in her eyes, Supergirl complied.
Batgirl felt a blast of the Riddlers hot cum shoot down her throat, she reared up like a horse and yelled OH YEAH! as she swallowed it in one gulp. Behind her Captain Cold thrust into her pussy a few more times and came himself. Batgirl kissed the Riddler letting him taste his own cum on her lips while Captain Cold fingered her from behind. He raised his fingers and she licked them clean.
Trapped inside her own head Barbara Gordon felt it all. The dick in her mouth, the dick in her pussy, the cum inside her, the taste of it on her tongue worst of all were the orgasms. Shes cum three times during this gang-bang, and felt it each time. In the prison in her mind, her body was covered in a film of sweat, her lions ached for more. She was still suspended in a spider web of rough ropes, forced to watch every second. Despite her bonds she tried to rub her legs together, she could feel her clitoris was still gorged, she was still so horny!
Its just the mind control just the fucking mind control, its not me she muttered to herself but it made little difference. The feelings were real. When Captain Colds fingers slipped in again she gave a heartfelt sigh. She licked his fingers again. And then they were done.
The Riddler and Captain Cold high-fived and Cold left. Exhaused Batgirl lay on the floor. She was still wearing that obsence mockery of her costume; a yellow micro-miniskirt and grey crop-top, along with her own cape and cowl. Her abused body cried out for food, water and rest but the nanites drove her on. Mmm, Riddler, more
The Riddler opened a chest and took out some equipment. He lightly tossed Batgirl a leather collar. She sat up and looked at it, it was bright red leather reinforced with metal bands and a nylon cord inside it. The cord was connected to a ring on the outside, when she pulled the ring the cord tightened, it was obviously meant as a disciplinary device. She giggled Ooo, kinky! and put in around her neck, over her cowl. The clasp clicked and it was locked on her neck. It was very snug, she couldnt even fit a finger under it, it must have been made to fit her perfectly.
Then he took her firm arms and pulled them behind her back. He pulled until she gasped from the pain and cuffed her left wrist to her right elbow and her right wrist to her left elbow. Now her arms were once again completely immobilized and pulled back painfully. This bondage also forced her chest to arc back, thrusting out her breasts.
Inside Barbara Gordon moaned in despair.
Outside she giggled. I luv it when you tie me up! Hee-hee!
The Riddler came up behind her and mauled her breasts through the thin top.
Inside and outside Barbara Gordon involuntarily moaned in pleasure.
He pushed lightly on her shoulders and Batgirl sank to her knees. She giggled Ooo, ready for more? I sure am! She giggled again and wiggled her butt.
Inside Barbara Gordon screamed curses at her disobedient body but hearing her own voice talking to the Riddler like that, feeling the pleasure of his fingers on her breasts, she couldnt help feeling a bit of pleasure. Barbara realized she might be going mad.
The Riddler bent her over a crate on the floor. He pushed on the back on her neck until her nose was an inch from the cold concrete floor. Her ass rose into the air and the loose micro-miniskirt fell down leaving her ass and pussy completely exposed. He clipped the loop on her collar to a hook on the floor trapping her in that pose.
Riddy? What are you-
He grabbed her hair and raised her head. Through her cowl Batgirl felt the nylon cord constrict and cut off her air. He pulled until she was choking and then let go. She gasped for air.
While she was gasping he fastened leather loops around her ankles and just below her knees. The cuffs were far apart and she had to spread her legs almost three feet apart. Now the crime-fighter was forced to kneel with her head to the ground, her ass in the air and her legs spread wide. Even if her mind was free Batgirl would be helpless. The Riddler rearranged her cape to cover her back and hang down over her wet pussy, giving the girl a bit of temporary privacy.
This is so kinky! She giggled in her high voice. Mmm, lets get it on lover-man. She wiggled her butt some more.
Sorry Bat-Babe, Im tapped out for now, but youll have a new partner soon. I just gotta take care of one last detail. He hit a button on his cane and Batgirl gasped. Every muscle spasmed at once and she almost chocked from her collar.
Inside her mind Barbara Gordon felt the walls of the prison explode and she was shot forward, back in control of her body!
She gasped a few times and spat. Riddler you fucking bastard when I get loose Im going to- She was cut off again when the Riddler grabbed her hair and cut off her air.
Well thats a change of tune Barbara. I think I like you better as a brainwashed bimbo. But this isnt my idea. He let her go and she once again panted for air. She heard the cell door open and close. Shes all yours she heard the Riddler say.
Batgirl heard foot steps behind her but the collar did not allow to see who it was. He flipped up her cape, exposing her backside and obscuring her vision. While she was blinded by it he slipped something under her nose. She gagged at the smell. He pulled back the cape and she could see. It was a dish of dog food. Batgirl wrinkled her nose but her stomach rumbled and her mouth watered. She hadnt eaten since she was captured and needed something in her stomach. But this
Without the nanites controlling her Batgirl felt weak, she needed food, her mind and body screamed it. Hesitantly, she lowered her mouth and tried a bit. It was cold and slimy and tasted like garbage but it was food. She wolfed down the rest of it letting the grey slime trail down her chin. She heard foot steps again and a hand lowered to take the dish. She saw a green glove and pair of green pixie boots. Robin?
N-no She muttered in fear. Not you
A hand ran along her strong back massaging sore muscles. The touch was so familiar it was horrifying.
Dick please, you have to fight them. He kneeled in front of her and smiled.
Oh Babs, you got it all wrong. The Legion of Doom, theyre the good guys, theyre trying to save the world. Theyre not controlling me anymore, Ive seen the light, Ive joined them. Batgirl looked at his face, Dick Graysons handsome features were haggard and worn and he had a strange twitch on his cheek. But his eyes, his eyes were focused and alive. Nothing like the mind-controlled heroes. She feared he was telling the truth.
No Robin, youre lying, theyre just controlling you! Like they did with Donna!
His face softened for a second. Barbra, you dont understand, what they had me do to Donna, they were going to do it anyway. If I didnt do it some villain would, at least this way if Id seen a chance He shook his head and now he was smiling again. Besides she was such a tight fuck it was totally worth it. Mr. Luthor says I did such a good job hes going to make him his heroine tamer!
Oh Dick please, this isnt you, I know youd never hurt Donna, I know youd never hurt me.
Oh Babs, are you really that dumb? He stood up, walked to her side and let loose a vicious chop on her back, Batgirl felt like her spine had just been cut in two, she jerked upwards and almost choked herself again. If he had wanted to Robin could have crippled her for life. By the time she got over the pain shed missed some of Robins speech.
always were a big cock-tease with that tight costume. And dont think I dont know who you really wanted to land. Did you know you talk in your sleep Babs? Oh Batman, I love you Batman how many times did I hear that while we were in bed? He took her head in his hand, pulled it back and slammed it sideways into the concrete floor. Did you think of him while you were fucking me? Huh?! He slammed her head twice more.
I heard you with those villains, thats the real you. The nanites didnt make you a whore, they just made you honest.
Oh Dick, please, I love you, I really love-
Lying bitch! Youre just like the rest of them, you only want Batman, Batman, Batman, well Batmans dead now bitch, so youre getting me! He kidney punched her. He walked behind her and fingered her pussy, it was still damp from Captain Cold. Sloppy seconds? Robin dont play that. His gloved finger traced a line around her backside to anus. He traced the rim with a smooth glove. Batgirl started to pant in fear. Dick, please, not there, please Dick
Whats that bitch? Please put my dick there?
Whatever you say Bat-Bitch!
He rammed it in with no lubrication or attempt at relaxing her. Batgirl clenched as hard as she could to keep him out but it was a loosing battle. The weakened heroine had no chance against her ex-lovers strength. Ugh! Robin grunted from the effort. Youre gonna be a whole lot friendlier once I take that stick out of your ass. Im gonna break you in and make you Robins Bat-bitch! Thats all you ever were yknow! He grabbed her bucking hips and used them as leverage to pull himself in more. Batgirl squealed like a pig from the pain. Robin kept up his stream of insults. Back when you first started up we laughed at you. Bruce was all like that dumb-ass bitch only good for one thing and yknow he was fucking Catwoman so he was all like Dick why dont you tap that fine piece of ass, I showed him pictures after.
Barbara Gordon was almost out of her mind with fear. Shed been captured a dozen times over the years and always feared being sodomized more than anything else, more than torture, more than death. Shed had nightmares about it. And now her best friend, her lover was doing it. Guh-go to hell! Youre lying! Youre fucking lying!
Oh yeah, youre tight, tighter than our first time together. Nice, real nice. Even Alfred always said you had a fine ass. Oh yeahhhhh
Batgirl felt hot cum up her ass and felt Robins dick withdrawing. He walked around and wiped his dick on her hair a few times. The beaten heroine did not object. He unclipped her collar and raised her head. Tears, cum and dog food stained her cheeks and chin. He held his limp dick in front on her full lips. Now suck it bitch! He shoved it against her closed mouth but she clenched her jaw shut.
He pinched her cheeks and squeezed forcing her mouth open bit by bit. His dick got closer and closer, Barbara could see and smell her own blood and feces on it. So she did the only thing she could. She puked over his dick, his red tunic and his green pixie boots.
WHAT THE FUCK!?
She reared up, her legs and arms were still bound but at least her head was free. She head-butted him in the balls and the Teen Wonder collapsed backwards with a gasp.
YEAH Robin! I was thinking of Batman the whole fucking time! Why else would I be interested in a fucking runt like you! She spat.
Yuh yuh BITCH! Ill fucking kuh-kill you! Robin reached for her throat and pulled the loop on her collar. Batgirl felt the loop tighten around her slender throat. She fought back with every bit of desperate strength she had, pulling backwards and forwards and trying to shake him loose but she could not break his strong grip and each struggle just tightened the noose. Her vision grew dim. She coughed once, then twice.
Then she passed out.
Mister Grayson, what are you doing?
Huh?! Robin let go of Batgirls throat, she fell helplessly on her face. Nuh-Nothing Mister Luthor, nothing. I wasnt gonna hurt her or nuh-nothing. His mouth twitched several times and his voice broke. I wasnt really gonna kill her
I expect not. You may go now. Black Adam has just brought in Mary Marvel, perhaps he needs your assistance.
OK Mister Luthor, right away Mister Luthor!
And pull your pants up!
Yes Mister Luthor! Thank you Mister Luthor! He pulled up his jockey shorts and ran out.
Luthor shook his head as Robin passed. Supergirl just watched the fallen hero in dismay. Luthor pushed Supergirl inside the cell.
Your friend is being stubborn. See if you can get her to understand, to play along willingly OK? Because if not, well well need a floorshow tomorrow too. Supergirl nodded mutely and he slammed the door shut behind her. Kara saw Batgirl bent over and unconscious on the floor. She ran over and, with some effort, undid the tight straps on her legs, knees and hands. The redhead was covered with cum, filth and bruises. Supergirl held her friend and sank to the floor. Oh Barbara, what did they do to you?
After a while Batgirl came around again. She screamed once but when she saw Supergirls face she just started to cry. Supergirl cried too.
Batgirl whispered her story to Supergirl. Oh Barbara you fought back, you tried, thats the important thing I I just did everything Luthor told me. I didnt even try maybe Luthors right maybe Im just some guys fantasy woman come to life She whispered her story to Batgirl.
No Kara, no, Luthor is the smartest man in the world. He knows what lies to tell you, he knows how to twist and manipulate you. You cant listen to anything he says.
Oh Barbara, what are we going to do now? I cant face another day as a puppet, but I cant stand myself when Im free What can we do?
Batgirl thought and formed the beginning of a plan.
Kara, how long has it been since the Parasite drained you? Have any of your powers returned?
A little bit, but its taking longer and longer each time. I really cant do much. I cant rip out that door if thats what youre asking.
I didnt think so, but do you think you could muster a bit of super-hypnosis?
Super-hypnosis? Maybe, but it only works on willing subjects, I couldnt control one of the guards or anything like that.
Dont worry, I have a plan.
The Scarecrow popped another viagra on his way to the cell. The Toyman trailed behind him muttering to himself and playing with a Batgirl Barbie doll in his hands, rearranging her hair and even kissing the forehead. The Scarecrow shook his head, generally the Bat-Villains were a pretty fucked up bunch but the Toyman with his obsession with childrens games and the young children who play them was a whole other kind of crazy. Hard to believe he was a Superman villain, the Boy Scout of Steels villains tended to be a bit more wholesome. But it was their turn in the rotation. High demand for time with Batgirl required doubling up and there was no way Scarecrow was missing his session just because he had to let Toyman tag along. He checked the remote control in his pocket. Luthor said Supergirl was cooperative and Batgirl was practically beaten but he was taking no chances, hes reactivate the nanites as soon as he got in.
He opened the cell, they would have to move Supergirl back to her room first. Luthor made it clear the Maid of Might was off-limits to everyone else. Come on girls, up and at-em! Time for some real fun!
The two heroines were sprawled out on the floor, not moving.
HOLY SHIT! Theyre dead!
Huh? The Toyman muttered, looking at them for the first time.
The Scarecrow knelt down and felt for a pulse. Nothing. Jesus Christ! Luthor will kill us!
But we didnt touch them.
The Scarecrow grabbed the short fat toymaker but his lapels and screamed in his face. Yeah and Lex Fucking Luthor is going to give us a nice fair hearing when he finds out-UGH! Behind him the two heroines stirred from their death-like hypnotic trance. Batgirl jumped up and wrapped her chains around the Scarecrows skinny neck and pulled them tight. Supergirl cold-clocked the Toyman and kicked him in the balls when he down. Batgirl finished off Scarecrow and proceeded to smother the Toyman with her cape. Supergirl stood by. Do you really-
Batgirl finished off the Toyman and looked at Kara. You know what they were going to do to us. Besides theyd raise the alarm.
But Brainiac can track us anywhere-
So we have to move fast. Follow me!
The two girls ran through the corridors of the Legion of Dooms headquarters until they found a door marked with an elaborate triangle. Good! I knew I saw it before! Lets go!
Supergirl took a deep breath, raised one leg and kicked down the metal door.
What the fuck! A man in a gaudy green and yellow costume was waiting on the other side. He reached for something on his night table but Batgirl was already on him, she snapped his neck with desperate strength. Then she grabbed the item off his table.
Angle Man, an old Wonder Woman villain. Pretty useless except for this thing. She held up what looked like an ordinary triangle but as she waved it, it twisted at impossible angles like some MC Escher drawing. This is his Angler, it exists in a dozen dimensions at once and can twist and open them.
Do you know how to use it?
No, but its our best bet!
There they are! Someone shouted in the corridor. Supergirl heard the sound of running boots. Captain Colds head appeared in the doorway but Supergirl blew him back with a burst of super-breath. Hurry up! I dont have enough power to do that again!
Batgirl twisted the Angler violently and a white line appeared in air, it began to open into a gateway and air rushed into it. Come on! This is our ticket out of here. Batgirl jumped in and Supergirl followed.
Luthor arrived on the scene a minute later and there was nothing left. With Angle Man dead there wasnt even a way to trace the two heroines. Damn. He muttered.
DAMN! He punched the wall. Then he took a deep breath and composed himself. Hed lost his beloved Supergirl but life would go on. Shed been too distracting anyway.
Batgirl landed face first in a puddle of mud, Supergirl landed on top of her. The two heroines untangled themselves and got up. Damn. Batgirl muttered. The Angler was there but it had a hard landing, it had smashed against a rock. Guess were not going home that way.
Do we want to?
They were in an idyllic meadow, with a stream running through it and a herd of sheep in the distance. The sky was clear and the air was beautiful and clean.
Batgirl looked around. I wonder where we are.
Her powers returning under the open sun, Supergirl looked around with her super-senses amazed at what she saw. Oh Barbara, its so beautiful! Were on another world, just like Earth but with no people. Its like human beings never evolved here! Were here alone, just us, just us
Batgirl hugged her and Supergirl returned the hug. They were safe here, safe and alone.
Captain Boomerang popped another viagra on his way to the cell. Dr. Polaris trailed behind him with a flock of metal dildos floating behind him. Boomerang shook his head, generally the Flash-Villains were a pretty normal lot, just high-tech criminals looking to rob a few banks and mess with the Flash. But the Wonder-Villains like Polaris were a bunch of perverts and sex-fiends. It must come from getting beaten up by the hottest woman in the world on a regular basis. But it was their turn in the rotation. High demand for time with Batgirl required doubling up and there was no way Boomerang was missing his session just because he had to let Polaris tag along. He checked the remote control in his pocket. Luthor said Supergirl was cooperative and Batgirl was practically beaten but he was taking no chances, hes reactivate the nanites as soon as he got in.
He opened the cell, they would have to move Supergirl back to her room first. Luthor made it clear the maid of might was off-limits to everyone else. Come on girls, up and at-em! Time for some real fun!
The two heroines were sprawled out on the floor, not moving.
STREWTH! Theyre dead!
Huh? Polaris almost jumped.
Jesus Christ! Luthor will kill us!
But Polaris just knelt down and felt for a pulse. Dont worry, theyre fine. Look you can see them breathing.
Oh thank God. Boomerang mopped his brow with his silk scarf. But whats wrong with them, they were supposed to be free. He looked into Supergirls wide blue eyes and snapped his fingers a few times. No reaction.
Polaris slapped Batgirl but there was nothing from her either.
What do you think?
Boomerang shrugged. I think times a wasting, we want them mind-controlled anyway. He hit the remote and both girls stirred and smiled. They looked at the hovering dildos. Mmm, Dr. P, are all those for me? Batgirl giggled.
Ooo I want the big one! Supergirl said enthusiastically.
Sorry Super-Slut, Luthor wants you back in your room.
Oh poo. She pouted but complied. Once the door was closed Boomerang pulled Batgirl by the hair and mauled her breasts.
But you Bat-Bitch, youre all ours.
Batgirl licked Boomerangs neck. Well then, what are you waiting for?
Deep inside their minds Supergirl and Batgirl frolicked in virgin woods free from their responsibilities, free from the villains. Deep inside they both knew it was a lie, an illusion created by Supergirls hypnosis and Batgirls vivid descriptions but they didnt care. Their conscious minds had retreated from the real world down to a level where even Brainiacs nanites and Grodds telepathy could not touch them. They were free. They were safe. Forever.
Id like to thank the Wizard for a great contest idea and the creative minds behind the DC Universe for all their great characters.
Please send comments, suggests and criticism to Marcus_Lycus@hotmail.com. Writing is hard work and this is the only reward I get, so please let me know how you like it.